My name is Z; you probably know me as Mama Z the Guru.

In 2018, I was formally diagnosed with depression and anxiety. In 2022, I was formally diagnosed with a form of Bipolar II. I am unmedicated. I am an advocate for mental health, holistic wellness, therapy, self-care, and sexual education. I am a mother. I am a partner. I am a sister. I am a daughter. I am like everyone else. Not everyone deals with the same challenges—each of our stories are both common and unique. Thank you for reading mine.

I figured I’d start with something quick and easy: last weekend, I re-potted my plants. I’d like to write about them. And unless you’re someone who totally hates nature and the free therapy that is in caring for plants, I imagine you’ll appreciate this post.

Here’s the long-awaited birthday blog. Here, I’ll dive into how I spent my birthday, do a little reflecting, and discuss what I look forward to in Year 27. And if you got me a gift, come read my (individual) thank-you notes! Love you all.

-Your 27-year-old writer friend

The maintenance of a positive and healthy mind can feel like a full-time job, and let’s be honest, most of us are getting whooped by the full-time jobs and responsibilities we already have. The state of the world is basically in complete disarray with a variety of factors to indulge our anxieties and fears, and sometimes that weight gets too heavy. This is a plan I've created with the help of my therapist to help beat that mental rut. I hope something from this list helps you, too. 💗

Sometimes I think about how I was dirt-broke and desperate to get stable transportation for Baby Z and I, so I wrote a letter, printed it off 30 times, and addressed it to different dealerships in my area. This is a short and sweet reflective piece.

A short and sweet recollection of thoughts that have infiltrated my big ol’ head during my solo trip.

I mean, it’s kind of self-explanatory, no? Worth a read though, I promise.