My therapist said I need to practice self-compassion.

So I let myself order takeout three nights in a row instead of cooking.

I've been working on building intimacy in therapy,

but my partner just got a notification that I've been 'typing...' for 20 minutes.

My therapist told me I need healthier coping mechanisms.

So I started doom-scrolling for articles about healthy coping mechanisms.

My boomer parents told me to save my money for a down payment.

Now I can almost afford a window in their old house.