Hello, this is your brain. Get used to it.

I yam what I yam. And it's okay. Also: super comfy boots and Netflix candy.

This was my brain this week.

Last weekend, for the first time since I started writing my memoir three years ago, I thought about giving up. I pulled the Word doc up on Saturday morning, started reading through pages that I’d read through about 100 1,000 times, and inwardly cringed.

“This is junk,” I thought. “How will I ever finish it?”

I told my therapist…