Rachel Morgan

The Author's Club of Augusta is hosting the Literary Lounge at the annual Arts in the Heart of Augusta, Georgia on the weekend of September 18-20, 2026. This is a must-do...

I may be selling at the Evans Market when they reopen in the Fall! Keep an eye out for new announcements!

I have a new therapist.

I seem to go through them like a kid who has a new stash of Halloween candy, or like a washing machine or dryer that eats socks. At this point, I’ve easily seen dozens of therapists.

I promise I don’t just discard them willy-nilly. And I’m not just being a difficult client. Finding a new therapist is honestly like being on a dating app. You see someone you think you’ll like, and after one date, you realize “Hell no.” Or you and the therapist get along, but life just...

My friend sent me this Harry Potter clip in regards to her frustration with a man in her life, and I couldn’t help but giggle. I told her that we, like Hermione, definitely don’t seem to have problems with our emotional capacity. It is chock-full of all the feelings. And we laughed.

But the more I thought about the clip, the more I realized that I am actually more like Ron. Maybe not in my emotional capacity. But certainly in my capacity to handle stress.

WHAT DO I MEAN?

I mean that my capacity...

Well, I have been trying to write a post on coping strategies vs. maladaptive behaviors, but this week has become a series of unfortunate events that has rendered me completely useless it seems. I didn’t sleep at all last night and hard as I tried, I couldn’t write down a dang, cotton-pickin’ (there’s my Southern coming out) word on my well-thought-out and researched blog post.

So, fuck it.

You get sleepless stream-of-consciousness instead.

It’s amazing to me how little things morph into such...