Day 12: Just Be You, Boo
Do you ever hide the parts of yourself you think nobody wants to see? I know I do. How dare I start this post telling you to “Just be you”…
Day 11: Healing And My Hypothesis About Shame
I can tell my brain is healing because my creativity, curiosity, and silliness are coming back. Yesterday I had a few profound thoughts and throughout the day would burst…
Day 10: One Year Ago My Life Completely Changed
This month marks one year since I quit residency and stepped off the path of traditional medicine. So much has happened in the last 365 days of my life….
Day Eight: Scrubbing The Stories We Inherit
The past two days my mother and I have been spending time in her hometown of Sturgis, SD. Sturgis is a small city, boasting a population of 6,914 people….
Day Seven: Choose Your Narratives
Boy have I had lots of narratives to change over the past two years. Back in May, I moved my dog, my stuff, my bus, and myself from CT…
Day Six: Let’s Talk About Suicidal Ideation
Trigger warning: discussion of suicide and suicidal ideation I woke up this morning and saw in the headlines that Neena Pacholke, a 27-year-old news anchor in Wisconsin, had died…
Day Five: Perfectionism is a Gold-Coated Turd
Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you…
Day Four: My Power Lies Beneath Limiting Beliefs
Some days I wake up with a strong sense of anxiety and a feeling that I’m supposed to be doing something more. On days like these, I question what…
Day Three: Your Dreams Will Wait For You to Heal
When I was in medical school, I started daydreaming about opening a combination coffee shop/art studio. Perhaps that should’ve been a sign to me that I wasn’t on the…
Day Two: Polio is Back, But You Can’t Outrun Your PTSD
I am someone who seems to care too much about everything, which often has me spinning in circles. When I wake up in the morning, I can’t seem to…