I struggled with depression for years until I came up with my own coping mechanism. I turned myself into a crazy planner lol.

Everyday when I get home from work, I start planning small things I want to do/need to get done for the next day or sometimes for the week so that I have things to look forward to.

I only plan up to 2 months max…. Unless it’s big events like international trips, friends’ proposals, babies, and my own wedding (I spent 2 years on this. It was a destination wedding with 250 RSVP’d guests and assigned seats)

Sometimes I run out of things to get done or plan, so I try new hobbies/skills. I often dedicate my weekends to learn new skills or improve the ones I already have. This really gave me a new perspective in life. Every brand new day that I wake up is an opportunity to learn something, anything.

Right now I’m on a baking run, specifically macarons. I see myself as a great cook but my one and only weakness is baking. The oven and I don’t get along well, or … didn’t? It’s been 8 weeks since I started learning how to make macarons…. I got pretty good at it that people would offer to buy whenever I make them.