An Existential Crisis This Thyme

Quick timeout: Before we dive in, let me explain what an “existential crisis” actually is, because I’m Jin, a licensed holistic psychosocial therapist in the state of Michigan, and I can’t help myself. (A holistic psychosocial therapist, in case you’re wondering, means I look at the whole person—not just your brain chemistry, but how your relationships, culture, environment, and life experiences all tangle together to create your mental health picture. Think of it as therapy that considers everything from your childhood trauma to whether you’ve been eating actual vegetables lately.) An existential crisis is basically when you start questioning the big stuff—your purpose, your meaning, whether you’re living authentically, why you’re here, what really matters. It’s like your brain suddenly becomes that friend who asks “But WHY?” about everything at 2 AM. It sounds dramatic, but honestly, it’s often triggered by the most mundane moments. Like, say, standing in an adult pshchiatric unit after a fight with a loved one.

My inner Luvvie is judging me now smh

Girl yea can we speed past that part and get to what it was like for me in the Ward. I was recently misdiagnosed with an extra mental illness that I didn't have before being admitted into the hospital through the ER... thats also another story we can revisit at our sitdown chit and chat; I was overwhelmed and exhausted from working on all of my projects and learning to live in my hometown. A place I've written about alot. Toledo used to bring me so much pain but this go round things were different. Toledo was bringing me love instead of pain and it was jarring to my nervous system.

My friends in group as I start to share

I was in the hospital for a month. When I looked up it was time to go back to school

My friends with popcorn

While inside I felt like an undercover cop in Jail. I was scared and I didn't trust the medical team to do their jobs. I found myself still in there socially working trying to share and find resources for my friends who were having a hard time. One of my friends overwhelmed me moreeee because they didn't stop talking from sun up to sun down they TALKED LOUDLY.

We talked to eachother all day for 3 weeks straight.

I realized after the 17th time we watched freaky friday that maybe I did need to just chill and let me and the new care time get to know one another and work together to get me home before today. Why today? Becasue it's Wednesday and if you have been with me for awhile you know how I feel about Wednesdays. They are my favorite day of the week outside of all the other ones that I have time to give gratitude to my breath and the tears that remind me that I was alive and real during a YINSDAY in Detroit.

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That's all I have the capacity to share today. Until next time....

Peace