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Things That Are “Therapeutic” But Aren’t

I know the title sounds confusing, but hear me out. Some activities have been aggressively marketed as therapeutic and sanative —like they’re one yoga mat away from fixing your life. But in reality? Those same activities often send you into an emotional spiral you did not sign up for. This isn’t a self-care guide. It’s more of a reality check: a list of things that are supposed to help you heal but somehow end up making your emotional state worse than it already was. To make my thesis make sense, let me give some examples. Organising Organising starts as a “clean space, clean mind” situation and ends with you sitting on the floor at 1 a.m., holding random objects and questioning your entire personality. Every single time I start cleaning; organising drawers, dusting cabinets, rearranging shelves, I crash out. Never in my life—not once—have I been peaceful pre-, mid-, or post-cleaning. If anything, I come out more overstimulated and emotionally unstable than I went in. Whoever came up...

More Than Just a Chromebook: A Lesson Beyond the Syllabus

School’s back after winter break, and with it comes a pile of notifications, assignments, and… surprises. One of the first posts on Google Classroom caught my eye: something called “Chromebook Registration.” At first glance, it looked like one of those posts you skim, think “I’ll do it later,” and then promptly forget exists. I didn’t even open it properly. Obviously, because I’m lazy in a very academically strategic way. Ironically, that laziness may have saved my Chromebook. Some students, however, were far more responsible than me. They followed the instructions immediately. A few hours later, the same students were sending screenshots in the group chat—screenshots of restricted settings, blocked access, and a sudden realization that their personal Chromebooks no longer felt very personal. That’s when things started to feel… off. A few days later, teachers started asking who had completed the registration. A handful of us—four or five girls—admitted we hadn’t. Not out of defiance,...

The Drama Behind the Dates Pt. 2 (What if History Textbooks Were Unfiltered?)

World War II in a Nutshell History textbooks talk about World War II like it just… happened. No drama. No buildup. No accountability. Which is insane, because WWII was basically the world’s biggest group chat fight that spiraled completely out of control. So let’s rewind. The Villain Origin Story After World War I, Germany was down BAD. Like, embarrassing-level bad. They lost land, money, pride, and were forced to sign the Treaty of Versailles, which was basically the Allies saying: “You caused this mess, now suffer forever.” Germany was broke, angry, and humiliated. Enter Adolf Hitler , a failed artist with an ego problem and way too much confidence. This man pulled up and said: “Okay so hear me out: what if I blame minorities, spread hate, promise glory, and rebuild Germany by starting another war?” And unfortunately… people clapped. Hitler became Chancellor, turned Germany into a dictatorship, banned opposition, brainwashed the youth, and convinced the nation that they were the “mas...

Instagram Motivation Quotes Are Frustrating

I know these “motivational” videos and quotes are just trying to help. But seriously, I know it’s not normal to clock twelve hours a day on Roblox, I know it’s not normal to doom scroll like it’s a full-time job, I know I should pick up a book. You don’t have to remind me and add insult to the injury! I would be minding my own business, watching the 2563745938th reel of the day, and all of a sudden a Harvard valedictorian pops up on my feed, telling me to “just focus” . Okay, but how? I don’t get how I can escape this loop of death by simply “focusing”. Do I just stare at my textbook and scrutinize the words? “Oh look! The letter ‘B’. How fascinating!” That certainly is not focusing . If focusing was that simple, I wouldn’t be boasting my procrastinating qualifications. “Good Things Take Time”. Well how much more time do they need?! I’ve been waiting twelve years! Isn’t that enough time?! Do I just sit around here killing flies until finally “good things” knock on my door, and go, “He...