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14 Things I’ve Learned in Two Years

14 Things I’ve Learned in Two Years

Two years ago, I wrote up a post on my (now relatively dead) Tumblr recounting 10 things I had learn in the last three months. And as I was thinking about what I wanted to tell you, reader, as I embark on another journey of “blogging attempts,” I realized I wanted to revisit those 10 things and also add a few more.

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Everything You Need to Know About The Blue Whale Challenge

Everything You Need to Know About The Blue Whale Challenge

Note: This is a little PSA about the Blue Whale Challenge. It is time-sensitive. Regular MHM posting will continue as normal next week.

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Where in the World is Mental Health Monday?

Where in the World is Mental Health Monday?

Hey friends.

No, don’t worry, Mental Health Monday isn’t gone and will be picking back up starting with this post.

It’s been a while since I’ve last posted, and I’d like to give some insight as to why.

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Protocols for Sadness

In the previous installment of Mental Health Monday, we covered some basics on stress, anxiety and depression and shared useful, professional resources for seeking help.

Seeing a therapist, whether a psychologist or psychiatrist, is a step in the right direction to helping you better handle your mental health.

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Spring Cleaning

Spring Cleaning

I was a messy kid. You know, the kind you see in movies growing up, who decide to bake a cake or turn the living room into an art museum and have to scramble to clean before mom and dad get home from work. How does a messy kid clean (regardless of amount of time, honestly)? Sweep it under the rug, shove it in the closet, and if there’s space left from the last fiasco, under the bed.

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Some things are more important

Some things are more important

The last few days have been a doozy.

I woke up Thursday feeling lethargic. I actually spent the whole day in bed, watching movies. The next day, my period started, and the following, everything I tried to do seemed to fall apart. I was beating myself up.

I always have ways of pulling myself out of a funk, but the usual methods weren’t working. Baking? Nope. Movies? Maybe “Speak” wasn’t the best choice. Write this blog? With what words? What’s the point? By the time I thought to try something else, I had expended all my energy.

So I spent three days lying in bed and watching movies because I couldn’t bring myself to do anything else.

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