Mental stability? Never met her.

Let’s talk about mental health—but, like, without crying into a pint of overpriced dairy-free ice cream or self-diagnosing ourselves with 47 disorders via a TikTok Ai Videos.

Does This Even Look Like Me?

Step 1: Accept That Your Brain Is a Drama Queen

our brain is basically Regina George in yoga pants—overreacting, gossiping about your self-esteem, and bringing up stuff from 2009 like it’s relevant.

You: “I think I’m okay.”

Your brain: “Okay, but what if everyone secretly hates you and that barista yesterday definitely gave you the ‘you smell like emotional baggage’ look?”

Seriously, the mind is a chaotic little gremlin. Just give it a snack and tell it to calm down.

Step 2: Therapy Is Just Spilling The Tea but not online where you get a karen opinion.

Therapy is magical. It’s like spilling the tea, but your therapist has a degree and legally can’t tell anyone you cried because someone used a tone in a text message. Win-win.

If therapy isn't accessible to you right now, try journaling.

Think of it as writing love letters to yourself, but also yelling at yourself a little, and occasionally doodling a a army of pickles making lasagna because healing is sometimes alot of effort.

Step 3: Depression Lies and Anxiety Screams

If depression says, “You suck,” and anxiety says, “YOU’RE GONNA DIE,” remember that both are basically the psychic equivalent of internet trolls. Block them. Mute them. Put your mental health on Do Not Disturb.

Also, drink water. Not because it fixes everything, but because dehydrated sadness is just unnecessary.

Step 4: Self-Care Isn’t Always Bath Bombs

Sometimes self-care is bath bombs and a face mask. Sometimes it’s chicken nuggets. Or putting your laundry in a pile slightly closer to the laundry basket.

Progress is progress. Surviving and vibe 'in is the motto.

Step 5: You’re Not Alone, Even If You Feel Like a Walking Chaos Cloud

Most people are just stylishly stressed-out weirdos trying to keep it together with caffeine and vague optimism. You are so not alone.

We all have days where “functioning adult” feels like a stretch and “what am I even doing with my life?” becomes a full-time inner monologue. That doesn’t mean you’re broken—it just means you’re a human with a very dramatic brain (see Step 1).

You don’t have to have it all together. You just have to keep going. Preferably with snacks.