When I’m Stressed Out, I Wet My Plants

  I’m not amazing at self-care. Honestly. I’m not really good at nurturing my own growth, taking the time to be deliberate and caring, and being aware of the ways I take care of my physical being.   But I’m great

Fear Itself

  It would figure that, as soon as my life starts going Really Well, I’d begin getting random, life-halting panic attacks. And I mean it when I say that my life is going really well! I love my job, my

The Day My Blog Died

Trigger warning: suicide, depression.   Notice anything NEW???   Yeah that’s right — my BLOG IS BACK!   “Meghan, I didn’t even notice it was gone!”   Well, that’s because you don’t follow me on Twitter! I cried for an

Five New Guided Meditations for when your Old Guided Meditations just aren’t Doing It anymore

  Guided Meditation #1: For Anger Put on early-era Britney Spears and pretend to be a backup dancer, in the style of percussive choreographed dance which involves lots of kicks and punches and spins. Turn the music up and close

CBT Thought Record Diary App aka I Don’t Have Any Nudes On My Phone, But This Is Way, Way Worse, Trust Me

On Saturday, I asked if anyone would be interested in hearing about the CBT app that my therapist recommended to me, and then I was like, Well, I want to write about it anyway. So, by not-popular demand, here’s All

Some Assembly Required

Well, today, I feel more accomplished than I have in a looong time. So the plan for today was to meet a friend for lunch (BTW if there’s a Dig Inn near you, EAT THERE). From there, the ferry to