What began as the occasional cup has quietly become the ritual that steadies me. Tea has turned into my way of slowing down, anchoring my day, and finding small moments of comfort I didn’t know I needed.

Healing isn’t linear - it’s chaotic, unpredictable, and often exhausting. But building a routine has been my quiet way of saying, “I’m still here. I’m still trying.” This blog is a reflection of that effort, a soft place to land when everything else feels too loud. If you’re in the middle of the mess too, I hope this reminds you: trying is enough.

Healing isn’t glamorous; it’s messy, awkward, and sometimes looks like whispering “I’m okay” while pinching your thumb. But these six honest, practical, and slightly ridiculous tools help me stay grounded and remind my anxiety who's boss. If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed, off-track, or like a walking bundle of nerves, you’re not alone. This one’s for you.