I have always had a very specific vision of what I want in a planner/journal. I want something that has space for collages and writing, as well having habit trackers and guided prompts. I was also hoping to find something that tracked the moon cycle, because a goal of my mindfulness journey is to become more in tune with the earth around me. A few months ago, I found a set of journals that fit exactly this vision. I was so excited when I received them. I showed them off to my

The move was a lot harder than I ever could have anticipated. These last few months have been cruel to me. More on that soon, but it all still feels too heavy and fresh to get into. My brain still feels so fragmented and scrambled from everything. I feel like Whiskey is waiting for me back in San Diego. I want to go back but I'm scared I won't find her. I would give anything to have my coffee on those steps again with her. Whiskey was my mindfulness coach, she kept me grounde

I don’t think this needs any other introduction.  Scream, grieve, mourn. Go no contact. The basics. Listen to sad music and watch sad movies and cry it out. Thrift a new outfit. I know y’all were sharing a closet and you’re gonna miss her old sweaters the most so you have to get a new grandpa sweater so it's like a cozy hug, without the memories. Make plans with friends on your typical date night. This is time for you to do the things you love with people you love. Take advan

I’ll be the first to admit it: I made a mistake, or a series of mistakes. We have so much to talk about, I don’t even know where to begin.  There’s several reasons, mostly excuses, why this blog was deactivated. Ultimately, I made a choice that my passions were no longer worth pursuing. What a silly little decision I made that only ended up hurting myself in the long run. I have tears in my eyes looking at this site and all the hard work I put into it, wondering why I ever ga

The long awaited, highly requested blog about my depression treatment, TMS, that I went through last summer. Sometimes I want to talk about things until I get to the process of writing and then it feels too raw. Discipline, my oldest foe. This one challenged me. I'm not a doctor, don't quote me here. This is my understanding and my experience so far. I think I’ve always been a little sad. It’s hard to say when the big sad started exactly but spending time abroad shattered my