When you’re struggling with mental illness it’s easy to feel completely overwhelmed by the simplest things. Everyday tasks seem insurmountable and we end up feeling helpless, useless, and surrounded by chaos. Getting back on top of those runaway trains of thought and feeling can seem impossible, but sometimes a small change can make a big… Continue reading Food For The Soul – #QueerEye
magine the scene; pot warming on the stove, steam steadily filling the kitchen, knife in your hand cutting vegetables delicately in what you imagine is a particularly chef-like manner (“rustic” is a particularly useful chef term for “bad at cutting”). You’re like a Shakespearean witch, a delicious potion bubbling in the cauldron as you tap in a sprinkling of this, a dusting of that (admittedly, less of the “eye of newt and toe of frog” and more “a sprig of thyme and clove of garlic”). For some, cooking is a chore- a vision of boredom. For me, this is self-care.