Here Is A Thought On A Friday

Today my thought is really more like a letter. A love letter.

Dear Canada,

I have been missing from this blog for a little over a year, but when I took a peek at my stats during that time, I noticed one country had not abandoned me and, indeed, had the most views on this blog even though there was nothing new to read. Can you guess which country that was Canada? It was you. You Canada. You kept visiting and reading through old posts and just really hung in there with me. And I love you for that. You also have delicious maple syrup – like really delicious – and I love you for that too. Thank you, truly. (For both the blog support and the maple syrup)



P.S. Just – a huge THANK YOU to everyone who welcomed me back to the blogging world so warmly and enthusiastically. I missed y’all.  HEART.

How I Survived Grad School: A List

Grad school was transformative and amazing but also, my word, so emotionally and mentally brutal. So I thought I would share a few of the things that helped me get through it in case you’re going through something transformative and brutal as well.

1. Bob’s Burgers : I work with a lot of patients who have experienced trauma and as a result I have no desire to watch anything dramatic when I get home. But even on my heaviest days, Bob’s Burgers made me laugh and that made all the difference. See also, Parks and Rec, The Simpsons, and Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt.

2. Henry Doorly Zoo : Y’all, Omaha has one of the best zoos in the United States. And that’s not just my opinion, it’s like, ranked and stuff. Watching animals and seeing children get so excited never failed to remind me that life can be full of joy and to be fully present during those joyful moments. Captain Thoughtful and I visited so often we finally became members and I fully expect an exhibit to be named after me soon. Side note: It is also a very hilly long walk so bonus you get a good glute workout! Good for the mind good for the buns.

3. Romance novels : Read Sarah MacLean, Tessa Dare, Julia Quinn, Lisa Kelypas, Victoria Alexander, and Kirsten Callahan y’all. These are talented writers who write interesting characters (particularly sassy clever female characters) who meet their matches and have happy endings. Sometimes you need a happy ending in a book and there is nothing wrong with that. Every book was a delight.

4. Empowering playlist: Beyonce featured heavily and whenever I was feeling low or overwhelmed I would just get my ass in Formation.

5. Captain Thoughtful: I know not everyone has a Captain Thoughtful but I hope you all have at least one person in your life who is as supportive, encouraging, validating, hilarious, and kind as Captain Thoughtful is. I often tell my patients how important a support system is and I think they kind of roll their eyes and minimize it but y’all SUPPORT SYSTEMS ARE IMPORTANT. Not to solve your problems or minimize them but to sit alongside you, pour you a glass of your preferred beverage, hold your hand while you ugly cry, and then watch a marathon of RuPaul’s Drag Race with you.

Feel free to share things that have helped you cope with the transformative and brutal times in your life in the comments y’all.

Also – why does spellcheck keep underlining transformative? That’s a word spellcheck. Trust me, I’m a therapist.

Don’t Call It A Comeback

Or, you know, do because I actually think it would be eminently fair to call this a comeback since I have been gone and now I have….come back. Hello again! I honest to goodness have no idea if anyone is still out there but if you are, you’re the coolest and I appreciate your patience as I took time off from blogging to become a therapist.

Just let that sink in a bit.

I, GotC, am a licensed therapist. I have a noise cancelling machine and everything. It’s totally legit. And after two years of non-stop research, classwork, and clinical hours I was able to sum up my theory of therapy to this:

“Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?”

Which I think it a pretty good indicator that I’m still me.



A long time ago, I wrote a post about me being the captain of a sinking ship. It was a rough time in my life but I got through it and my ship didn’t sink and I fell in love and got married and moved to the great plains and started grad school. But recently, my ship has taken some hits: losing loved ones, living far away from family and friends, grad school, financial worries, 70+ hour work weeks, and a terrifying feeling I have messed things up somehow. Tipped the balance. Incurred some sort of curse. Because while I am so lucky to have all I have and be able to do all I do, I am exhausted in every possible way. And I haven’t posted in weeks and that is another way I feel like I’m failing. Because y’all are amazing and thoughtful and have been so supportive and encouraging to me. And I think y’all deserve better. Y’all deserve daily doses of humor and whimsy. And I’m not up to it right now, my whimsy is flimsy. But the thought of walking away from this blog has me in tears. So, I’m not. At least I’m not right now. But I also don’t know how often I’ll be posting in the next year. So if you can bear with me, I’ll forever appreciate it. If you can’t, I totally get it and I wish you all a life filled with cotton candy and completely devoid of aliens.

Love, love, love,


Here Is A Thought On A Friday

Maybe its weird but I’ve always been really proud of how loud I can snap. Like, I wasn’t a kid with many talents. Mostly I was just known for making everyone really uncomfortable by asking if they had seen any ghosts or knew of any secret passages in the school. But one thing I was always better at than everyone in my class was snapping really loud. It really impressed everyone in the third grade. Surprisingly, it impresses adults less. I’m still proud of it though, other adults are probably just jealous. 

Here Is A Thought On A Friday

On Monday a rabbit stopped right in front of me on the sidewalk. It wasn’t skittish or afraid and it definitely didn’t run away. Instead, it pooped. It stopped right in front of me and pooped. 

That seems like a sign to me. Of what, I’m not sure. I asked Captain Thoughtful what he thought the universe was trying to tell me and he said “I think all it means is that when you gotta go, you gotta go.”

Wise words from a handsome man.