🎬 Previously on: "My Mental Health" We open with me on the couch—graham crackers in hand, whispering affirmations into the general vicinity of my left kidney like it’s a roommate who still owes me rent. Healing, apparently, is a TV series with terrible scheduling and...
Hey. I almost started this post poetic and heavy—but honestly? It feels more like a comedy special with hospital gowns, pudding negotiations, and a few life-or-death punchlines. This is the overture to my breakdown-and-breakthrough series: the messy, funny, painfully real story of falling apart and finding proof of life again—one laugh, one pudding cup, one post at a time.
I’m back–for now. Before another surgery and a slow-burn recovery, I’m kicking off a seven-week blog residency: Back From the Brink. Thin Taylor Swift Eras Tour–but make it medical. One story a week. Seven weeks of soul. Bring snacks.
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