Emotional Algebra

Last week, Rachel cried in the middle of a Zoom call. Not because the meeting was sad, but because someone asked, “Can everyone see my screen?” and it cracked something inside. Rachel hadn’t slept in two nights, had five open tabs of unpaid bills, and hadn’t spoken to a friend in days.

That’s the thing about emotions—they don’t tap politely. They explode when unnoticed.

But here's the twist: watching ourselves feel is actually therapy. Recognizing distress is step one. The rest? Routine maintenance. Like brushing teeth but for the soul. A little honesty, a little habit, and we’re halfway home.