I really like my psychiatrist. I’m lucky, because most people’s psychiatrists are just there to do a quick “med check,” but mine actually cares about me holistically. She proves it by asking not just about the meds I’m on, but about how I’m doing, how my sobriety is going, and how my side effects are impacting my mental health. Because she dives into all of this, she knows I’ve been struggling with my weight for quite some time. This probably isn’t a surprise based on all the

2026 is here, and I am here to gloat. This year, after two years of abysmally failing to fulfill my resolution to write more, I actually did it.  I actually achieved my New Year's resolution and wrote more. Some days it was a paragraph. Some days, it was just opening the document and not running away. I didn't write every day, but I wrote.  Little by little. You didn't see much of it... not here, at least.  Yes, I published a few more blogs, but let's be real, the publishing

We decorated our Christmas tree last night. There, in our shared home, Blake and I hung up the lights, bulbs, trinkets, and ornaments from our travels. I don’t know when we started this habit, but we’ve collected Christmas ornaments and coasters from places we’ve visited over the years. Like the tiny little teapot from Fortnum and Mason, where we had High Tea in London over the summer. And then there are the ornaments that carry heavier memories, the ones we picked up along t