Just because the stress is over, does not mean the stress is done. 

Remember that childhood game where you'd lock hands and try to force the other person's wrists to bend backward until they cried out, "Mercy!"?  It was brutal, looking back. How was that a thing?  How was that what passed as “fun”?

Don't wait for your institution to change, be the change. Reach out to someone who supports your mental well-being, or be that person for someone else.

It's easy to feel compassion for the distant struggles we witness. But what about when it hits home?  When it's your own family that needs your care?  

I will say something that is profane in academic medicine...

Taking one for the team can have a dark side.

If your circumstances can’t change, maybe the way to deal with them is to be in them less often.

I speak fluent snark. “Dark and twisty” is my love language.

Think back to your last summer vacation. What made it so great? How can you incorporate those things into daily life now?

Try it, find out what you’re thinking, and figure out what it means.

“You do not rise to the level of your goals. You fall to the level of your systems.”

Just like life ratchets up slowly to reach infuriating levels, it can’t be flipped back to the best-case scenario in the blink of an eye.

Happy New Year! It's the first week of July, the time of year we all collectively level up in academic medicine.

I was POP Rewards member (IYKYK) with junk drawers and entire junk closets 🤫

Am I in a cult? Am I peddling loud-patterned leggings for the soul?

“It’s better to be lucky than good.” I have no clue where I first heard this phrase…

Treading water is exhausting.

I’ve spent the last couple of weeks either being run by my schedule or recovering from being run by it…

I used to think there were three medical generations: faculty, residents, and students.

Those I’ve seen in the past week know I’m in my blonde era. Kind of. Sort of.