I told my therapist I've been struggling to practice self-compassion

So she charged me extra for being mean to myself during the session

I just turned the age my parents were when they bought their first house.

I just hit 'add to cart' on a new houseplant.

My therapist asked me what my biggest fantasy was.

I told her: a 40-hour work week.

I was having an existential crisis about the future of humanity.

Then I remembered I have a group chat dedicated to complaining about rising gas prices, and suddenly everything felt a little more manageable.