
This week felt like one of those stretches where there’s less time to do things with all that needs to be done, yet somehow a few moments still found their way in, the kind that remind me I’m allowed to pause, breathe, and enjoy what’s right in front of me.
Art

Yesterday I went to a painting event with my niece, and honestly, it was exactly what I needed. She had a blast, I had a blast, and we already made plans to go again next Saturday. We painted Keropi — and as you can see above, I think mine turned out pretty cute. I did make the eyeball a little bigger, but the rest of it came together in a way that makes me smile. It felt good to just sit there, paint, laugh, and enjoy a rare slow afternon with her.
Therapy
On the other side of my week, I’ve officially started EMDR. I’m working on replacing some deeply ingrained negative thoughts, and I’m still figuring out how I feel about the process. The nightmares — which can be a side effect — have been rough. They show up right after a session, keep me up for a few nights, then disappear until the next round. It’s like a cycle I’m learning to navigate.
But even with the hard parts, I’ve already seen some positives. Small shifts, clearer moments, tiny sparks of change. So I’m sticking with it. I’m using the tools I’ve been given, and I’m trusting the process even when it feels uncomfortable.



