Hello again. From the dark side… of my brain.

You see, there’s this little part up there that has a tendency to take over every couple of months — occasionally when I’m overwhelmed but more frequently, when I’m feeling underwhelmed.

It’s the part that perpetually keeps me in my own way. The part that insatiably desires more. The part riddled with imposter syndrome. The part that wants to do so many things until it becomes paralyzed and struggles to do a damn thing. The part that doesn’t feel worthy of the life I already have. It’s the part that’s stopped me from showing up here for weeks. Not because I haven’t wanted to — I desperately have — but because when that part takes over, I freeze.

I overthink. I overconsume. I overcomplicate.

And then, I overdo. Until it becomes the undoing of me.