5/12/2026
Right now I’m watching a video called “1 Psychiatrist and 20 Depressed People,” and I’m realizing something. I feel like I can’t cry, like I physically can’t sometimes. I think I’m getting a little overstimulated because I’m watching this video while also seeing myself text and record this. What I’m doing right now is voice recording my thoughts, then going through them, editing them, organizing them, and turning them into more of an essay format. I realize that I have to cope with my mindset somehow. It’s kind of powerful in a way. Kind of skillful too. I look at it like this: I haven’t made a blog just about me being depressed or sad. It’s more like me making mistakes, being confused, stressed, angry, emotional, and trying to process all of it. I’m able to take all those thoughts, put them onto a keyboard, and make pieces of writing out of them. It takes time, but it almost feels like I’m assigning myself work and then completing it myself. Sometimes I question everything though...