2025 - A Pivot
I know this may sound like the same old “brand new,” but it’s been a while since I succumbed to depression. I know, I know – “wellness journey” feels like a phrase we’ve all heard a million times. It’s everywhere: on Instagram feeds with matcha lattes, in self-help books, from friends who swear by 5 AM yoga. But this isn’t about that polished, picture-perfect version. This is about the messy, raw reality of what it was like when I succumbed to depression – and how I found my way back, one small step at a time. Depression didn’t hit me like a thunderclap. It crept in slowly, wrapping its fingers around every part of my life. It came with difficulty sleeping – nights spent staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with “what ifs” until the sun came up. Then came anxiety – tightness in my chest, panic attacks in crowded places, a constant feeling that something terrible was about to happen. To cope, I chased that easy fix of dopamine any way I could: binge eating unt...