I’m flying next week. I’m not typically a nervous flyer, but I am pretty fckin anxious about it right now.

Will you give 988 a call??

There’s *always* a way forward. One of the biggest, most noxious tricks our brain plays on us is lying and saying “there’s no way, just give up.” Or “it’s always been bad and it always will be.” Neither thought is true.

Who’s the “us” in this situation!?

Your name here reminds me of Young Frankenstein and the "Abby, Abby Normal" bit. (Which is to say: I like it.)