My bank account used to be a source of constant, low-grade anxiety. I was obsessed with a future number—the amount I needed to feel “secure,” “successful,” or “free.” My focus was always on the gap between where I was and where I wanted to be. Every pay check felt like it was already spent, every savings deposit […]
For a long time, I thought “self-care” was something you bought. It was bubble baths, expensive face masks, and weekend getaways. I treated it like a reward for surviving another week of burnout, a temporary fix for a life that felt chronically overwhelming. But the calm never lasted. The anxiety would always creep back in, […]
I used to treat December like a mad dash to a finish line I hadn’t prepared for. The year would feel like a blur, and I’d scramble to piece together a few vague resolutions for the next, hoping that a new calendar year would magically grant me a new sense of purpose. I was so […]
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