Extremely Extra (A follow up in our existential crisis series)

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 a gym mistepping again knowing I just got home from the ward about a week ago.

My brain immediatly went to this when I said... iyk

CHILLLLLLLE Why did I have the bright bald headed idea to try to jump right back into extreme hip hop like I wasn't gone for a month. A MONTH baby I was so out of dance shape it wasn't funny to me.

Me after friday class thinking I could just pick up where I left off.

Coach Netta gave me homework in June that I'd been working on but when they took my phone in the Ward I couldn't practice or do the assignment. I also have 4 full helpings of "Life is happening" on my plate so I'm learning my new limits especially while recovering from the ward not wanting to go back.

Yesterday after making it to 3 consecutive classes at the same location and was going on 4... I had a meltdown. I was overwhelmed with the new and old of everything got worked up and exploded.

Cause why you ain't just sit down somewhere?

Chile I was so embarassed I was ready to walk myself back to the ward and yall KNOW I don't wanna go there....

now the question is... how long do I stay away before I show back up ready for real? How much do I have to apologize for stopping class and causing a secne? How do I move forward and let that exprience be the fertilizer that helps me grow?

I'll get back to you when I figure it out. Until next time

Keep minding your bald headed business (es).