Waking up every day is like: fuck, here we go again—
another 24 hours of anxiety, overwhelm, despair at the state of the world,
panic over how much it all is, how it’s always more than you can handle.

Life is so fucking hard. And some days, you just want to give up and end it all.

But you’re not ready to check out completely.

So you feel stuck—
stuck between not wanting to die and not wanting to live in a world this full of pain and suffering,
teetering on the edge of madness,
not knowing what the fuck other choice you have.

You can’t stop painful things from happening. And you can’t deal with them when they do. So why keep being here?

Trust me when I say—I know what this is like.
And I know there’s another way to live.

There is a reality where you can make it through the days without drowning in despair,
even when despair is warranted.
Even when life is not fair.
Even when the world is figuratively and literally on fire.

There is a version of life where you still wake up knowing shitty things are going to happen,
but you don’t get taken out by them every time.
Where you survive.
Where you might even stumble into moments of beauty, goodness, or joy—however fleeting—right alongside all the pain.

That reality exists.
And I can help you get there.

It doesn’t require sitting in a therapist’s office feeling like the poor kid at your rich friend’s house.
It doesn’t require checking out every self-help book from the library,
only to open it to a disclaimer that someone as fucked up as you should put it down and go get professional help (that you can’t afford, even if you wanted to).

It doesn’t require sacrificing your time and energy listening to someone talk about holding space while they tell you to take a big juicy breath, drop your shoulders, and hug your inner child.

It requires only this:
That you show up, as you are.
Connect.
Make some art.
Read some poetry.
Watch some TV.
Learn a few things about yourself and your mind.
And leave with tools and skills that will actually fucking help.

Because life is fucking hard.
But it doesn’t have to kill you.
And you don’t have to resign yourself to existing in the liminal space between living and dying just to survive it.

I can teach you how.
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