I contemplated the busyness and the hours I’ve lost worrying about whether or not I’m “doing it right” or “doing it well enough”.
It’s irrationally difficult for me to accept that I need medication.
But I just didn’t want to be a hockey mom. Days spent in cold, slightly smelly rinks isn’t my idea of a great weekend.
It’s pretty simple: Turn the Golden Rule back around onto you.
Smoothie bowls differ a little bit from smoothies in that they’re thicker, and thus harder to consume via a straw.
Guest author Steve Linebaugh shares his perspectives on and best practices for life with depression.
If all else fails, bribe everyone with cookies and candy.