After being diagnosed with generalized anxiety disorder and panic disorder in 2018, I had to start taking medication for my mental health. Both the physical and mental side effects were brutal, and since my psychiatrist often wasn’t available, I ended up in the emergency room multiple times while trying to find the right medication. The process of finding the right prescription took months. During the wait, I realized my psychiatrist’s lack of availability is a symptom of a much larger problem — mental health services aren’t prioritized in the same way physical health services are.
When my plants wither, it feels like a reflection of my own setbacks
Taking care of myself and my plants can be an uphill battle
Kate not Katie: Why I dropped the ‘i’ in my name
As I got older, my name started to feel like a too-small sweater
