This isn’t overreacting. It’s integration in real time. From sorting old photos to questioning childhood memories, you’re not regressing—you’re reclaiming. Here’s why your disorientation actually makes sense.

A drawing I made at 16 wasn’t just teenage angst—it was visual proof of the spiritual confusion and cognitive terror I lived through. Here’s what I see in it now, and what it taught me about survival.

This blog explores what science suggests about dinosaur emotions — and why asking whether they had feelings touches something deeper in us. Beyond curiosity, it's a question about continuity, connection, and what it means to be alive with sensitivity.

When your internal world is collapsing or reshaping, obsessive thoughts aren’t a glitch — they’re your brain trying to rebuild. This piece explores the function of rumination, the limits of common OCD treatments, and the need to be witnessed rather than silenced during existential repair.

This piece explores how contempt for others’ bodies often masks deeper grief, confusion, and longing in our own. I unpack my childhood views of adult bodies, the cultural scripts that shaped my self-hate, and what it feels like to finally wake up inside a body I was never taught to befriend.

I've always been suspicious of wildly popular movies — not just because I think they might be shallow, but because something deeper in me doesn't trust mass consensus. This piece unpacks what that reflex is really about, and what it protects in me.

After decades of spiritual searching, I’ve landed somewhere I never expected: full-bodied, practical humanness. Not Buddhism. Not Christianity. Not enlightenment. Just... being a mammal who can finally feel.

When self-awareness turns into an endless loop of watching yourself watch yourself, it can feel like falling through layers of thought with no bottom. This blog explores the sensation of “turtles all the way down,” why it happens, and how to ground back into embodied presence.

After a lifetime of narrating your own experience to survive, stepping into a wordless, embodied self can feel like standing on the edge of a cliff. This blog explores the transition from metacognitive control to embodied integration—and why the fear that arises is proof you’re ready.

When your identity has long been tied to the thinking voice in your head, embodiment can feel like a cliff's edge. This blog explores the transition out of obsessive self-monitoring and into a deeper, wordless self—one that moves, feels, and exists without constant narration.