Category: things I’d tell a shrink
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Pressure Valve: Existing vs. Living

Caregiving for a parent while navigating your own life isn’t just a logistical challenge; it’s an emotional storm. I’m opening the pressure valve today to talk about the reality of the ‘sandwich generation,’ the ghosts of memories past, and why it’s okay to admit that sometimes, you’re just not sure…
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The Lie I Tell Myself to Get Through the Week

I’ve been everywhere, man.” From urban survival to suburban perks, I’ve taught in nearly every environment imaginable. But currently, I’m navigating a ‘bridge era’ where the curriculum is digital and the human element is fading. I love my job, but I’m tired of being a glorified lab supervisor. This is…
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The Spontaneity Spectrum

Is spontaneity a gift or just a survival strategy? I’ve long called myself the Prince of Procrastination, but I’m realizing my brain actually thrives on the “deadline spark.” From hospital emergencies to planning a dream baseball road trip, I’m exploring the “Tricorder” perspective of navigating life with a neurodivergent rhythm.…
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Dark Windows and Crowded Driveways

Tonight is just a sick kid, a quiet house, and a lot of reflection. It’s not a movie ending, but it’s the reality of this year.
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My Retirement Plan Is Death (And Other Recurring Problems I’m Fixing)

We all have problems we keep reliving. Mine are financial stability and the struggle to speak up. In this post, I lay out my two biggest recurring challenges and commit to the steps—like saving $100 a month—I’m taking right now to finally fix them. It’s time to stop being the…
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Time for me to fly

However something felt different leaving my appointment yesterday. I think I’m ready to move on without the safety net of counseling
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Shrugging off the winter blues and anxiety

I don’t write a whole lot on here about bouts with anxiety and depression, mostly because I have had my anxiety pretty well under control for a long time.
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My anxiety ruined my marriage

I’ve always known it. But I think just now was the first time that I ever strung those words together in that particular sequence creating that particular thought.

