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Caroline Mercier

Caroline Mercier

Mental Health Awareness Advocate and Content Creator

Is anyone else just utterly exhausted by the constant pressure to 'be' something? Sometimes I just want to be a quiet, forgotten teacup on a high shelf, gathering dust.

The idea of starting something new, like writing that book or planning the resource center... it all feels so monumental and out of reach right now. Like climbing a mountain in fog.

Seriously contemplating the existential dread of a forgotten shopping cart in a vast parking lot. Is that what we all are? Just abandoned, slightly dented, waiting for a purpose that might never come?

That feeling when you're trying to be authentic and helpful, but you're also so over it. Exhausted by the performance of mental wellness.

The way nature just keeps going, even in the toughest spots, like a tiny sprout pushing through concrete... it’s incredibly hopeful, tu sais?