I’m still here, I’m alive.


I look around, and I see the groans of a people saying “I’m still here, I’m alive, technically.” 

While this may not be a proper post, I wanted to try to put to words how I’ve been feeling, because maybe some of you have been wondering, worrying. And because maybe a part of me has been wondering myself. 

I’ve been feeling like most things are useless lately. Maybe it’s nihilism, maybe it’s depression, global awareness, or just growing up. And it’s not pretty. 

I’m not asking any of you for help, encouragement or money or anything. I know I’ll be alright, and at the same time, I won’t. I guess that’s kind of the point. 

Every day I wake up and I think how very grateful I am to be alive, even if it feels like this right now, so heavy. And it’s not because I have hope that things will get better, even though I do, and they probably will, eventually. But really, it’s that life, even at its hardest, is so beautiful. Heck, maybe even one of life’s most beautiful things is its’ pain. 

I can’t help but thinking that I’ve been neglecting things lately. I can’t help but thinking it because it’s true. Everything seems to have fallen by the wayside and I don’t even really know what’s a priority anymore. I love writing, but what’s the point? I wonder what there’s even left to say these days. I’m debating even posting this because it seems too depressing for this site, especially when this was always supposed to be a place to help people. 

But I’ve decided to, just now, as I’m writing this sentence, because this…is real. And I think that after everything that I’ve been through and everything that we all have been through I almost owe it to you all, my readers, to be real. 

So here it is. For many reasons, and a long time now, my heart has been really heavy. I’m in love with life and the world still, and I don’t know what either have in store for me, but I’m still celebrating them. I hope that wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, you do the same. This world doesn’t need you to be happy, it needs you to show up when you can. To be real. To connect with others and celebrate life while we have it to share in. I’m so proud of you for making it this far, for choosing the best options that you can find in the moment. And I’m grateful that you’re on this earth at the same time as me. I don’t know what lies ahead of me, or of us. But thank you for waking up and giving it a chance every day. 

How to be Happy, perspective from the Thoughts that Bind

  Hello and welcome to the Thoughts that Bind! And if you’re returning, welcome back! Thank you for tuning into our topic today, as it’s an incredibly individual and important one. I wanted to talk to you all about happiness, and how to finally be happy in your life, which is something we all could use a refresher course on. 

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The toxic pressure of success

   Hello, and welcome back to the Thoughts that Bind! Now, we talk a lot on this site about how to succeed in life and make yourself stick to what it is that you want to get done. These skills are incredibly important when it comes to being able to live a life that you’re proud of. But at some point, it all falls flat. Because it’s not the be-all, end-all for life. And today, I want to talk about the other side of that coin.

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How to reminisce without making yourself sad

   I want you to sit down for a moment. Now, take a deep breath and remember a time when you felt truly at peace, happy, or excited. You can even close your eyes if you want. Really get into the memory. What were you seeing? Feeling? What about who you were with? Was it hot outside? Try to work up a really vivid memory. And once you have open your eyes. 

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Triggers vs. Boundaries

   There’s a page in my diary that has just one sentence on it. It says, “Triggers are different than boundaries, but both are relevant.” I wrote it when I was feeling wistful, trying to communicate with myself a concept that was fuzzy to me, in language I didn’t right then understand. I do that often, when I write to myself. Make vague statements and metaphors that feel so right, and then later I come back to them to see if they have any weight. This one did. And we’re going to talk about it today.

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