Some days, nothing goes right. Nothing gets done. You feel angry or lethargic or sad. The very thought of happiness is foreign – an impostor. Everyone hates you. You can barely stand yourself. Life sucks. You can’t make decisions, do your job, or even be nice. » » Continue reading
Remember the first time you decided to lose those extra pounds? Or resolved to read more books? Or learn a language? Imagine where you would be, today, if you had started 10 years ago when you first thought of it?
Here’s the thing. » » Continue reading
Talked to my dad on Christmas Day, a pretty standard sort of call. “What did Santa bring? What’s for dinner?” – the excited chatter of connecting with someone when the topic just doesn’t matter.
“So, what are you doing for New Year’s?” he asked. » » Continue reading
That’s the first reminder that comes up on my phone everyday.
It hits somewhere between rolling out of bed and figuring out breakfast. By that time, my mind has made several attempts to plan my day.
Most times, it has informed me that not everything I want to get done will get done, and I need to start panicking. » » Continue reading