Elizabeth Laura Nelson

The elephant in the room is my mental illness. Do my anxiety and depression make me unworthy of love?

Clutter is a distraction, causing you to lose focus and get sidetracked, and it also signals your brain to feel that your work is never done.

This is your brain on love. And it’s scary.

The "comfort relationship": Sometimes we get comfortable being uncomfortable.

My whole life, people have been telling me I’m “too much." It's BS.

My anxiety doesn’t mean I can’t be a good parent. In fact, it makes me a better one.

Real self-care: Forget pedicures and bubble baths.

Yes, a lot of parents are assholes. But you know what? A lot of people are assholes; some of them happen to have kids, some don’t. I can’t speak for all parents, and I wouldn’t want to try. But speaking as one particular person with kids, here’s what I wish my childfree friends would understand…

We anxiety sufferers are good at covering up how we’re really feeling. You are not alone.

Is it better to be alone than to be in a miserable relationship?