The third.

That plan I had, you know, from the last post? I guess I never followed through with a lot of it. 
I have been trying to move more, read more, talk more and eat less. I also found the greatest counsellor I've ever know, Steve. Steve practices mindfulness, and claims he's against CBT (although I noticed some CBT techniques sneaking into our sessions). Steve talks about music and literature, food and agriculture. He stirs up that passionate side of myself, the one that longs to be unforgettable.

He also taught me that to be creative, one must be vulnerable. It's one of the more beautiful lessons I've learnt in a long while.

Do you know what also helped? Thailand. A holiday and change of pace worked wonders on my well-being. It's virtually impossible to feel bad when you wake up in a bamboo tree house looking out over the most bright, turquoise water you've ever seen.