Temitope Adeyemi

Three months into therapy I had a week so good I thought I was done. Genuinely done. The heavy thing I had been carrying felt lighter. I was sleeping. I was present. I thought: I fixed it. Two weeks later I fell apart...

He died in November. I flew home. I did everything that needed to be done — arrangements, family coordination, receiving visitors, catering, the church service. At the burial I smiled and accepted condolences and said...

I was 29 when a therapist asked me: "What do you enjoy? Not what are you good at — what do you enjoy?" I could not answer. I sat there for what felt like a very long time. I could list my achievements. I could list my...

The cruel irony of burnout is that the symptom and the supposed cure are in direct conflict. You are burned out. You need to rest. But resting makes you feel like you are losing ground, being outpaced, failing the amb...

We are raised to be strong. Not just strong — unbreakable. Carrying everything without complaint is not just culturally expected; it is framed as virtue. The strong woman. The one who manages. The one who does not burden...

I have a very convincing story about why I am fine alone. I do not need people. I am self-sufficient. I process internally. I am introverted and that is valid. All of that is true. And all of it has also been armor. ...

I want to be clear: I still believe. My faith is intact. This is not an anti-church post. But there are specific things that a trained therapist gave me that a decade of prayer and fellowship did not — and I think it'...

Nobody knew because I was still showing up. I was still going to work, still hitting deadlines, still laughing at the right moments. From the outside I was fine — better than fine, actually. People around me said I se...