News: mental health
Should I have said that?
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Anxiety can often manifest into overthinking conversations and regretting things you said.
One answer ChatGPT can’t give
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As we watch ChatGPT and other AI disrupt the world around us in real-time, we need to remember that one area can’t be answered by technology alone — how to live effectively as ourselves.
Creativity
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I remember being about eight or nine years old and dreaming of being a writer and a poet. I'd create these poems and submit them to the children's section of our local paper. My mom would tell me that I would have notebooks upon notebooks filled with poems, short stories, and ideas for novels. Thinking back, I think I can even recall where in my room I kept all these notebooks. My parents would keep the clippings of written work that would be published in the ‘kids’ section, which I assure you were not particularly brilliant, but they were all unfettered and unbound creative work. Looking back now, I can’t help but feel a bit jealous of my childhood self, thinking about how easily all the words and ideas flowed out from my mind onto the very many pages.
Authenticity
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My lovely sister gifted me a voucher for one of the stylish, new restaurants in my neighbourhood.
Self-compassion
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I’ve had a research project that I’ve been involved with now for two years. The homestretch is in sight and I was tasked with presenting the paper to the team prior to its release.
October integration
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The last several weeks have been exceptionally intense and I found myself teetering on the edge, close to burning out.
Quick getaway
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It’s that time of the semester again – classes are halted for two weeks and we’re all itching to escape the academic life that we have been so privileged to wallow in these past few weeks.
Fitting the stereotype
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Recently, I wrote about not feeling physically 'ill enough to rest' and it led me to think about times I've thought I'm not mentally 'ill enough for help'.