Posts tagged under Coping.
“Shut up. Suit up. Show up.” The slogan on my fridge reminds me to keep functioning and stay focused. But this blog exists because honest talking matters too.
How do you actually balance dealing with challenges and getting on with life?
I’ve been studying Japanese for 505 consecutive days without feeling passionate about it. Turns out, competence builds its own momentum—passion isn’t required before you start.
We all break sometimes. Relationships end, dreams dissolve, and futures change in ways we never planned. If you’re feeling shattered by someone’s leaving, by someone’s choice to build their life elsewhere, you’re not alone. Sometimes being broken is proof that what you had was real.
Five hundred and forty-seven days. That’s how many mornings I’ve started with Duolingo, stumbling through Japanese vocabulary while my coffee cools. I didn’t expect this tiny routine to become my anchor after everything. What small, daily practice keeps you steady?
Sometimes the universe delivers exactly what we need: uninterrupted time with ourselves. Today my boss unexpectedly canceled work, leaving me alone with farming tasks and blessed silence. By day’s end, I’d completely forgotten which side of the bed I’d woken up on. How…
Today’s toilet paper run shouldn’t have been noteworthy. Yet between my apartment and the shop, I caught myself doing it again—that internal check-in that’s become familiar since 419 days ago. Am I dressed appropriately? Did I acknowledge neighbors properly? Do you…
After my wife of twenty years left for America, I found myself grabbing the wrong jeans from my closet—a simple error that made me question everything. When external stability masks internal turbulence, how do you recognize mental health? What anchors you these days?
The last clear sign: my mum was feeding the dog from the dinner table—something she’d never done. Now, she sits silently in a care home, clutching a toy. How do we navigate the slow, painful goodbye when dementia turns a loved one into a stranger?