anxiety
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Go. Go. Go. That’s been my motto for 2025. Seldom do I get a moment to myself. Since the start of the year, it feels like every waking moment is dedicated to helping everyone else. Overall, I’m fine with that. I love helping other people. However, it comes with a cost. As a result, I’ve
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Everyone around me has been getting sick and not with the same ailments. It started with a few clients complaining about a stomach bug that hit them hard. Throwing up, sharp stomach pain, and fatigue that lasted for 3-5 days. Ew. Friends of mine getting hit with an upper respiratory virus that lingered for weeks.
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I never did well with change. Most humans don’t. We are creatures of habit. Knowing provides us with the illusion of control. However, this is totally unrealistic. I lay here in bed preparing for my fifth year as an adjunct psychology professor. You’d think by now that I’d be used to the routine, right? You
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Lately, I’ve been tapping into a saying my dad drilled through my thick skull. “Hope for the best. Prepare for the worst.” I feel like a broken record this holiday season. This statement flew out of my mouth at least a couple dozen times in the aforementioned time frame. My dad and whoever coined the
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This time of year brings up A LOT of feelings for people. Situations we avoided for the first eleven months of the year thrust themselves to the forefront. Every relative you don’t want to see you now feel obligated to visit. Those losses you experienced (usually a passing or separation) rear their ugly heads with
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I definitely lucked out when it came to the two stepchildren I inherited. They are both fantastic kids my seventeen-year-old stepdaughter and seven-year-old stepson. However, them occasionally challenging me comes with the territory of being their fatherly figure. The little guy definitely likes to push my buttons from time to time. One he unintentionally presses
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Working in any helping profession often comes across a thankless and underappreciated. After working in the mental health field, I’ve learned that it isn’t to be expected. You don’t usually get to see the end result of your work and need to celebrate the small wins. However, once in a while, you get a reminder
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It hurts. My body hurts. My head pounds. My neck, shoulders, calves, and hips feel heavy. Yet somehow, I press on. Through the pain, agony, and misery, I find the motivation to do what I must. As much as I probably need a break, I can’t always let my illness beat me down. Over the
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Hey you. Yeah, you. We need to talk. I don’t know how to say it, so I’m just going to say it. This relationship just isn’t working. Seriously, let’s face the facts. We have been off and on for the last fifteen years. You come and go as you want. I lost count how many
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