🎲 [FBT] on Crawling and Chainsaws (opens in new tab)

Content warning: death, mental health Happy new year. Or whatever. My bones hurt. My eyelids are too heavy for my face and even the sunshine of my (no longer) recent trip to Barcelona or regular walks in the winter light haven’t scrubbed away the sharp black hum I’ve been feeling. I have a SAD light. I meditate. I do yoga. If it weren’t so bloody cold, I’d go biking. I do squats when I brush my teeth and I use dialectical behavioural exercises to calm the mother fuck down, reframe, CBT, etc. ...