SAD sucks, which is why I might be mildly obsessed with hygge.
Tag: anxiety
Unaccording to Plan
As a second grade feminist, I was convinced I’d be the first female baseball player in the MLB. I’m not entirely sure why I thought this: I had been the worst t-ball player on the (all male) team and did not …
Getting Back on Track
It’s been a while, huh? When I started this blog last year, my intent was to write weekly, but after our European home exchange, I dropped the ball and only wrote a few times between October 1 and the end …
Crashing on Couches & Traveling with Anxiety
I’m an anxious person. Always have been. As a kid, I would stress out over things like talking on the phone (even to order pizza), not getting an A on an assignment, getting yelled at or in trouble. I especially …
