Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

Recently, I’ve been house-sitting and cat-sitting for someone in my neighborhood. My mental health had been volatile, and I’d been struggling with a lack of energy, so I wasn’t sure how I would feel living and working in a new place.

Contrary to my concerns, house-sitting and cat-sitting for the past two weeks have overwhelmingly cleared my head. Stepping into someone else’s home and adopting their routine gave me a sense of structure that I haven’t had the energy to create for myself lately. Temporarily leaving my everyday living space lifted a mental burden, making me feel like I could address my responsibilities with a clean slate. Rather than feeling isolated or tired, I’ve been more positive and productive.

As my time looking after the cat and this house comes to a close, I know that afterward, I can return to my own apartment feeling refreshed.

I stumbled upon Facebook’s mortality settings — and realized I had an important decision to make

I was confronted with the mortality of my body and the immortality of the self I leave on social media

Meet Worrier Girl: A superhero defined by impostor syndrome

Marvel at her ability to feel like a fraud at absolutely everything she does

A chronic illness upended my life. I’m still trying to find a new normal.

Should I talk about my diagnosis on a first date? Tell my friends if I’m feeling particularly awful?