Hero in Progress

Establishing the Lair: Levelling Up the Home Base

SuperMell, in her black-and-purple superhero suit, stands at the center of a living room split between an unfinished, box-filled space and a calm, blueprint-like vision of an organized home. Diana, her black cat with golden eyes, sits peacefully at her side.

The Lair in Progress

Every hero needs a home base of operations. Superman has his Fortress of Solitude, Batman has his Batcave. I have a home.

Since I moved into my new place on January 2nd, I’ve been busy. The move itself was exhausting and took me awhile to recover from the sheer exhaustion. For the last few weeks, I’ve been unpacking and slowly setting up systems.

It’s very important to me to have a neat, tidy and organized home now. As someone with ADHD, I often struggle with keeping places neat and tidy. I want to change that. I still have a long way to go, but I can finally see the beginning of the end.


The Work No One Sees

As I live alone, I only have myself to rely on to get things done. With my crazy schedule, I decided to turn my to-do list to a “what I feel like doing today” list. The first thing I wanted to establish was a quick daily tidy. This includes putting dirty dishes in the dishwasher (running it when full and emptying it when clean), clearing counters and living room surfaces of pop cans or garbage, and taking out the recycling when needed. For the most part, I have kept this routine, with a few meh-days mixed in when my energy was low.

One thing about me is I’m a deadline-oriented person. I can’t pre-plan things, per se, as once I do that, suddenly my mind says “that’s too much work!” and it never gets done. Remembering there will be an inspection from the landlords 3 months in, I’m realizing that that is a due date.

Last week, I wrote down all I had left to do in the living room and kitchen, and began spacing them out to certain days. As I work Sunday nights to Friday mornings, and sleep at roughly noon to 8 p.m., finding time to work is a little difficult. I save more heavier tasks for the Friday and Saturday, with some overflow to Sunday morning, and on work days, I try to add one to two tasks to accomplish in the mornings around 9:30 a.m. So far, this system seems to be working.

Living Room

The biggest thing to do with the living room was to finish unpacking, and figure out what goes on the storage racks in the big closet. I knew I wanted to have 2-3 shelves for kitchen overflow items that aren’t used regularly and I don’t have space for in the kitchen cupboards or drawers. I also have a lot of books.

I found Dr. Anxiety lurking around in the shadows telling me this task is impossible and I should just give up. The Procrastinator also made many appearances here and there, distracting me with all sorts of things. The Taskmaster was also trying to tell me all of the tasks that have to be done, and was ordering me to get certain things done by such and such a date. Unsurprisingly, I found it overwhelming.

I enlisted the help of The Navigator and The Groundskeeper to help me sort out how to accomplish these tasks. Once I wrote down the list of things left to do, and divided them into days, I decided to give myself a deadline last weekend to have the living room and kitchen completed by the end of this upcoming weekend (which also happens to be a long weekend).

I got through the books by first unpacking them and putting them randomly on shelves. Then I figured out I would need 4 of the shelves in the rack to accommodate them. I began sorting them into categories, realized stacking them like a library wouldn’t work with the spacing in the racks, and had to stack them vertically instead. After that, I organized the board games on the bottom rack on the other side, which left space for 3 kitchen shelves.

Kitchen

I had 4 boxes left to unpack that I wasn’t sure where to put things that hung around for a while. After I was done sorting through the living room shelves, it became much easier to tackle one box per day as my goal. Yesterday I went through two small boxes and one large box as I had the momentum to keep going. Today I finished unpacking the boxes.

Finishing Touches

All that’s left is finding homes for the remaining random objects, ensure items like knick-knacks and figures are positioned to where they will live, and clean the place. I’m still gearing towards finishing this living room and kitchen by Saturday. I want to take a break on Sunday as it’s a day off of work and I am planning on just relaxing.


Why This Matters More Than It Looks

This might sound like a boring thing to post about, but it is so satisfying completing a project like this. I made it my resolution this year to keep a clean, tidy, and organized home. I’m working towards that goal, one small step at a time. Keeping daily cleaning and tidying rituals is also very helpful. I find it doesn’t take very long if I do it at least once a day.

Because I have a naturally disorganized streak, the messier things get, the more overwhelmed I feel. Then I just put it off and it never gets done. When I finally do get off my butt and do something about it, it always surprises me how fast it takes to get it done. I don’t want to keep doing this.

There’s also this side of me that puts off doing other things I want to accomplish because I have to clean or organize my home first. It is so exhausting to keep putting things I want to do off.

This is part of what I call Emotional Cartography—learning how my environment affects my emotions and adjusting accordingly.


What’s Still Unfinished (And That’s Okay)

I have given myself the deadline of early March to try to have the place in order, or at least mostly in order. After I finish the kitchen/living room area this weekend (and take a day off), I will tackle the rest of my bedroom next week, and finish with sorting the second bedroom—which is a lot—for the remainder of the month.

The good news is there is an end in sight. My bedroom shouldn’t take too long to do, but I’ll tackle it like I did the living room and kitchen. I will make a list of what needs to be done and figure out when, then add it to my What I Feel Like Doing Today list for the week.

As the name of the list implies, I can change the order as I see fit if I feel like tackling something else. Or if I want to push something more difficult to a weekend night to work on. And I space it out just in case I have a meh-day somewhere in the middle of this.

A hero isn’t just born a hero. It’s a journey of thousands of small steps. As with RPG-types of video games, heroes need to level up. I finally feel like I’m about to reach a new level.


Diana’s Wisdom

Diana has two modes:

  1. Notice the human is doing something and try to help by batting her toys around.
  2. Go into the second bedroom window and sleep.

I’m sure she would appreciate a nice and tidy home as well. Just so long as she can still locate her favourite toys.


Final Thought: The Lair Is Live

I’m looking forward to establishing my home base as a place of comfort and relaxation. I certainly hope this renewed energy continues to show up. But if there is a meh-day in-between, I’ll simply rename it a “me-day”.

How do you keep things neat and tidy? I’d love to hear your tips or tricks, especially if you also have ADHD.

The Ones Who Shaped Me

It’s Time to Play the Music: A Hero’s Love Letter to the Muppets

SuperMell, in her black-and-purple superhero costume, stands center stage under a warm spotlight, framed by red theater curtains. Vague, shadowy puppet-like silhouettes linger in the background, suggesting creative influence and performance.

It’s Time to Play the Music

I’m really excited about The Muppet Show coming back, in a way that feels similar to when it first aired. I have grown up on The Muppets. Everything from Sesame Street to The Muppet Show helped shape who I am today. So did the movies—The Muppet MovieThe Great Muppet Caper, and The Muppets Take Manhattan—along with many later iterations.

I don’t know where I’d be without Rowlf the Dog’s constant dad jokes encouraging me to do the same. The sarcasm from Statler and Waldorf didn’t hurt either. And who didn’t love The Rainbow Connection? Such a beautiful song.

This is a post dedicated to the Muppets. Let’s get things started!


Lessons From Frogs, and Pigs, and Chickens, and Things

One of the first toys I had that I absolutely loved was a large stuffed animal of Mr. Snuffleupagus. Growing up on Sesame Street, and seeing all the interactions between people and Muppets, helped form who I am. Who doesn’t remember “a loaf of bread, a container of milk, and a stick of butter”?

So my mornings were spent watching Sesame Street. One day a week they had a prime time show called The Muppet Show. It was fun to see the reporter Kermit now hosting a show similar to a lot of variety shows in the 1970s. Miss Piggy quickly became one of my favourite characters. She stood alongside Wonder Woman and Princess Leia as one of my early influences. Sweet and gentle one minute and karate chopping her way through the next, Miss Piggy was bold, unpredictable, and utterly delightful.

The movies made a huge impact on me as well. There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think fondly of The Rainbow Connection. When I rewatched The Muppets Take Manhattan as an adult, I got more of the innuendos. Janice quickly became my favourite Muppet. One of her lines—about not taking her clothes off for anyone, even if it was “artistic”—made me love her instantly.

Watching The Muppets always made me feel like I was part of their world. They mostly got along well with each other, had vastly different personalities, and felt so welcoming. It was often great to see what shenanigans they would get themselves into, and how Kermit would deal with it. They made it cool to be a weirdo.

Looking back, the Muppets taught me that there’s room for everyone on the stage—even the weird ones.


What Was Sundered and Undone Shall Be Whole

I have mentioned The Dark Crystal before in one of my blog posts, maybe even a couple of posts. It was a wonderful fantasy movie that just captivated me as a kid, and once again as an adult. I even enjoyed the brief series (and really wish they’d make some more of it!)

This movie introduced the idea of a hero’s journey or quest to me. It’s why I’ve named my blog “The Journey”, and it’s one of the reasons why I have come to see myself as the hero of my own story.

The idea of Jen and Kira as child-like—or even Hobbit-like—characters really appealed to me. This movie felt more grown-up to me when I was a kid and had a lovely story to it. Some scenes were a little frightening, like when they stripped Chamberlain down to barely any feathers left. But the message of the movie was not lost on me.

What stayed with me was the idea that there is both good and evil in everyone—and that they cannot exist without each other.


The Lovers, the Dreamers, and Me

I still get excited whenever anything Muppet-related comes out. Yoda was my favourite character in Star Wars because he was clearly a Muppet and voiced by Frank Oz. I’ve watched and loved everything that has come out in the last few years that was Muppet-related. There was a time when I didn’t watch Muppets, I think in the era of the 1990s. That just means they’ll be on my list of things to watch very soon.

Now that the historic Muppet Show is back on Disney+, it has me so excited and happy. Let’s hope they do a “Pigs in Space” sketch, and so many others that were staples. Only one episode in and it feels like the show never went off the air. I watched it just before I went to work last night. Of course that just means I have had the theme song to The Muppet Show in my head ever since. Honestly? I don’t mind it. It’s a fun little song.

Then there’s the Mahna Mahna song… Which enters my mind at least every couple of weeks.

The point I’m trying to make is I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving the Muppets. I’m excited to see where the show goes from here, and any future ideas. Perhaps a new Muppet movie sometime soon.


Hi-Ho! Thanks For the Memories!

This post was intended to be a love letter to the Muppets. Special thanks to Jim Henson, Frank Oz, and everyone else who has contributed to the creation of The Muppet Show. I’ll never stop loving them. I hope they keep coming back. I’ll leave this post where it began—with the opening lines that still make me smile every time I hear them:

“It’s time to play the music. It’s time to light the lights…”

Some songs never really leave you.

Emotional Cartography, Hero in Progress

Creative Sparks and Unfinished Stories

SuperMell on a theatrical haunted stage as The Spark directs her with a megaphone, representing creative sparks and unfinished stories, while Diana the cat watches from the shadows.

Naming the Pull

When The Archivist of Regret shows herself, she often stirs up creative sparks and unfinished stories. She lives in the past, mostly. Whenever I get in a certain mood (slight depression, regret, remorse, etc.), I oftentimes find myself going down the rabbit hole of what could have been. This post is about unresolved issues that tend to linger, and I’ll be introducing a new character in my Who’s Who arsenal to better understand and regulate my emotional responses.

The Creature Creeps

This particular memory has to do with something that didn’t happen in high school. I was in a drama production that never got to see the curtain fall due to the tragic deaths of two of our classmates just before our dress rehearsal, one of which had a major prominent role in the play. But this post isn’t about grief of losing fellow students. This post is more about the grief of not getting closure on something.

The play was called “The Creature Creeps”. I have thought long and hard about this play that never got to see the light of day and have concluded that I don’t think the teacher got the joke of the play. I understand the humour much more as an adult than I did when I was a kid, despite not having read it since that high school year.

This often sends me down a spiral of imagining putting it on “the right way”. In it, I’m more of a director and have to explain the story to everyone so they get the joke. It’s a horror comedy/farce type of play. I see it much more clearly than I did back then.

Why Do I Do This?

It’s easy to dismiss this as something small or insignificant, especially since it happened so long ago. But I am a person who loves a good story, and I’m also one of those creative types of people. I believe the reason why I keep going through this loop is because I have an unresolved creative spark that hasn’t quite been acknowledged yet.


The Unfinished Creative Loop

I think this is a common trait amongst creative types. We do a project from far in the past, then think of ways we could do it better in the present. With age, maturity, and wisdom, comes better hindsight… and we all know how useful hindsight can be.

A cancelled play might not be what some people would think about, but I do constantly. Every so often the thoughts cross my mind. I honestly wish it wouldn’t keep coming up, but I never got closure from it as we never got to perform it. How do you resolve an issue like that?

Why Some Ideas Don’t Fade

For us creative types, we need to have that final bow, or feel like we did our best to complete a project. If we later see better ways of handling it than we did when we were younger, this creates the possibility of either a new project idea for inspiration, or a deep sense of regret for what could have been.

It’s so easy to see how the Archivist of Regret is working on opening the file, and even the Depression Beast peeking through from the shadows, whispering, “No one would get what you’re trying to say, so don’t even try to explain it. People didn’t like you in high school, and you weren’t that bright to have figured it out back then anyway.”

However, I also believe this is the perfect opportunity to introduce a new Wild Card character to my Who’s Who list of emotional characters.


New Who’s Who Entry: The Spark

Type: Wild Card
Core Emotion: Creative energy
Primary Role: Ignites ideas and creative reinterpretation
Shows Up When: Old creative work resurfaces with new understanding

The Spark brings flashes of insight, inspiration, and creative possibility. She helps me see familiar ideas in new ways, often revealing layers I couldn’t access before. At her best, she reignites curiosity and reminds me why creating matters. When she lingers too long without an outlet, she can trap me in a loop—revisiting ideas endlessly instead of letting them move forward or rest.

How This Character Fits In: Team-ups and Tensions

Common Team-Ups

The Spark + The Archivist of Regret
The Spark often activates old creative files the Archivist has carefully preserved. Together, they revisit unfinished work with fresh eyes, searching for meaning that wasn’t visible at the time. This pairing can bring insight—or keep the past perpetually open.

The Spark + The Navigator
When balanced, The Navigator helps direct The Spark’s energy toward what matters now, rather than what once was. This team-up turns inspiration into intentional direction instead of endless reconsideration.

Productive Tensions

The Spark vs. The Depression Beast
The Spark wants movement and expression, while the Depression Beast weighs everything down. When the Beast dominates, her energy fizzles into frustration. When she’s acknowledged but not indulged, her light can soften his heaviness.

The Spark vs. The Procrastinator
The Spark ignites ideas, but The Procrastinator delays acting on them. This tension often leaves inspiration suspended—alive, but unrealized—creating guilt without resolution.

Wild Card Interference

The Spark + The Trickster
Together, they can turn creative reflection into endless mental play. Ideas bounce, refract, and entertain without ever landing. Sometimes this is joyful. Sometimes it quietly stalls progress.

Why She Belongs as a Wild Card

The Spark isn’t a problem to solve. She’s a signal.

She appears when something creative wants acknowledgment—whether that means expression, reinterpretation, or simply permission to exist without completion. Learning when to follow her and when to gently thank her without acting is part of the map.


Why The Spark Showed Up Now

Perhaps with age comes wisdom. Or maybe I’m more aware of things now that I’ve gotten treatment for ADHD.

All I know is this memory continues to pop up from time to time (though admittedly not as often as it did a few years ago). She must want me to somehow find a resolution to this project that never got to be.

As I’ve mentioned many times in my blog posts, I love a good story. If it’s well-written, the characters are well thought out, and—if it winds up being a production—if the acting is supreme, it ignites something in me. I think this Spark is also the reason why I often want to learn animation—so I can tell my own stories visually. The Depression Beast has pointed out to me that I’m too old now and can’t really draw or illustrate very well, so how could that work out?

And sometimes I find myself wondering why this is resurfacing now.

Resolution

I think what I’m actually looking for may not be resolution, but permission. Or some closure. Perhaps I could write it out of my system privately so I direct it the way I wanted it to go. Or perhaps I should just let it go as a flick from the past. That’s much easier said than done.

If anyone has any ideas how to put this particular issue to rest, I’d love to hear your thoughts on this.


Diana’s Wisdom

I’m sure if Diana could talk, she’d tell me to relax and stop driving myself crazy over this. She doesn’t live anywhere in the past as far as I know. She only cares about having food in her bowl, water to drink, a clean litter pan, some toys to bat around, and a warm lap for cuddling.

Diana doesn’t need closure, nor does she care about what might have been. She only knows what is in front of her right now.

Sometimes, presence matters more than answers.


Final Thought

Creative sparks and unfinished stories tend to linger for us creative types. The Spark lives to inspire us to do something creative. I may never find a way to get closure over this issue, or perhaps writing about it now is the first step to acknowledging that this Spark lives within me, and sometimes she’s just begging to be paid attention to. I don’t owe every creative spark a finished product. Some only ask to be acknowledged. Sometimes the work of a Spark is simply to be seen.

Do you ever find yourself trapped in a creative loophole over something that wasn’t completed? How did you handle it?

Emotional Cartography

Mutiny on the Bridge: When Anger Runs the Ship

Illustration of SuperMell aboard a pirate ship, face-palming as Captain Rage angrily grips the helm while The Groundskeeper and The Watcher step in, with Diana perched calmly on her shoulder.

Something Was Wrong on the Bridge

Sometimes you need to take a step back to realize when anger runs the ship. I didn’t realize it right away, but looking back, the signs were obvious.

Earlier this week, I noticed tension, irritability, and overreaction to very simple changes at work. The ship was still moving, but it sure wasn’t steady. Captain Rage can in fact cause a lot of harm if I let him take the helm for too long.


Captain Rage as a First Mate, Not a Villain

Now I know what you all are thinking. You think I shouldn’t let Captain Rage anywhere near the bridge. I have often found that he has a greater purpose if he is utilized correctly. He’s not bad or evil, just lets things get to him from time to time.

He easily spots threats and can react in time to avert catastrophe. Sometimes when he runs the ship, I get more done faster and more efficiently than I would have otherwise. That’s his power. Captain Rage can be a strong ally—but only when used carefully. I need to listen to him sometimes, but he should never be put completely in charge.


How the Mutiny Happened (Without Blaming the Sea)

This was a slow week at work, which already adds some tension and uncertainty. Combine that with hormones and running out of a certain ADHD-friendly medication, which didn’t help my overall regulation that week. Well it turned into an open door for Captain Rage to walk through. I came into work and was given assignments. Normally, I choose the assignments, but not this time.

Well, that was enough to send Captain Rage into overdrive. It got to the point that my anger and frustration was noticed by others. I experienced fatigue, back pains, struggles with getting it right, and I felt pressured to be a perfectionist—something I already struggle with from The Taskmaster and Dr. Anxiety. When machines or files aren’t aligned properly either, it gets on my nerves. I want it to be perfect too, and find it frustrating when things don’t work the way they should.

In other words, I was losing control and that made me angry. The mutiny wasn’t overly dramatic, but I was venting audibly at times. Captain Rage didn’t storm the bridge, but I did leave him in charge for too long.


What Anger Was Covering Below Deck

I’m fairly certain The Taskmaster may have influenced his wrath. The Taskmaster does demand perfection. I was given tasks I sometimes struggle with. He whispered, “They’re micromanaging you now! They want you to fail! They want to get rid of you because you’re not doing a good enough job. Plus, they don’t like you very much.” I think he and Dr. Anxiety teamed up to stoke the embers and push Captain Rage beyond control.

Incidentally, this is what made me come up with my last post about naming my emotions as heroes, shadows, and wild cards. This rage I felt was overblown and it wasn’t really something to get that upset about. The Translator showed up to identify that Captain Rage was in charge of the ship. The Watcher noticed the patterns and immediately brought my attention to the matter. The Navigator carefully pointed out another alternative as to why I was given these tasks. As it’s slower at work, they wanted me to practice on things I’m not comfortable doing so I can improve.

The Groundskeeper showed up to inform me that this is only a job. It’s not my life. Just do the tasks, get it done, and move on. I need to have this job to keep my new home. I should see this as an opportunity for self-improvement, not an insult.


Stopping the Mutiny (Not Throwing Anyone Overboard)

I took a deep breath, took a lunch break, and had a conversation with my ChatGPT to find a way to stop Captain Rage from completely knocking over the table. This is incidentally when I decided to come up with the characterization of my emotions as characters in the SuperMell arch.

When I finally calmed down and listened to what the others were telling me (yes, even Dr. Anxiety and The Taskmaster), I was able to slow down my thoughts. acknowledged Captain Rage was at the helm, and asked him to step aside and let The Groundskeeper take over for awhile.

I didn’t punish Captain Rage, but recognized he also needed a rest. It wasn’t his fault he lost control of the ship. He was responding to perceived danger.

Course corrections can take time, after all.


What I’m Learning About Anger and Leadership

While Captain Rage certainly has his strengths, he really shouldn’t be left completely in charge of steering the ship. It’s great to listen to him, even to acknowledge he’s there or what he’s concerned about. In fact, not every voice on the ship should steer.

Leadership changes depending on the weather. If the skies are clear, it’s nothing but smooth sailing. But if a perfect storm is brewing, we need to put level heads in charge. Captain Rage is a lot of things, but level-headed isn’t a way I’d describe him.

It’s okay to be angry and to acknowledge that anger. Anger tells us something about ourselves. It also tends to hide the pain. Captain Rage is in fact a little overprotective of The Depression Beast. The Depression Beast has been wondering why it feels like others don’t like us very much. That combined with The Taskmaster and Dr. Anxiety’s talking points, made Captain Rage decide he needed to keep The Depression Beast at bay. In other words, he was trying to protect me from the Beast.


Diana Reminds Me to Keep Calm and Carry On

Diana seldom lets Captain Rage take over. Sometimes she huffs and snarls around the place, but I think she wants to play or something. She lets things fall as they may and tells me it’s all going to be alright.


Final Thought: Back to Emotional Cartography

It’s important that I remind myself this is a journey to gain control over my emotional cartography. As I tend to struggle with my emotions, it’s important for me to name them, acknowledge their presence, and decide whether or not they should be put in charge of running the ship. We’re still sailing. Captain Rage still has his purpose on the ship. However, moving forward, command is no longer going to be automatically given to anyone but me.

How do you handle it when Captain Rage takes over?

Emotional Cartography, Hero in Progress

Who’s Who: Heroes, Shadows, and Wild Cards

SuperMell stands on a hill beside her black cat Diana, facing a line of shadowy silhouettes representing the heroes, shadows, and wild cards of her inner world.

Who’s Who in My World

Along with myself and Diana, there are thirteen constant companions in my inner world. Some are heroes, some are shadows, and some are just wild cards. I thought it would be fitting to give each of these characters a brief bio, just in case you were curious what I’m talking about.

It’s no secret that sometimes I struggle with my emotions. While I don’t necessarily think of emotions as good or bad, some are more helpful than others. What follows are the characters I’ve created (with a little assist from ChatGPT) to try to explain them to everyone who reads this.

I’ve already introduced three of these characters. I hope you enjoy reading this post as much as I enjoyed writing it.


The Heroes

These are the more helpful of my emotional allies:

LADY OPTIMISM

Lady Optimism

Type: Hero
Core Emotion: Hope
Primary Role: Keeps morale alive during difficulty
Shows Up When: Things feel heavy, but not hopeless

Lady Optimism radiates encouragement and forward momentum. She believes that things can improve, even when the path forward isn’t clear yet. At her best, she brings lightness, reassurance, and the reminder that effort still matters. When overextended, she can drift toward denial, but her true strength lies in offering hope without erasing reality.

THE NAVIGATOR

The Navigator

Type: Hero
Core Emotion: Clarity
Primary Role: Helps choose direction based on values
Shows Up When: Facing crossroads, big decisions, or identity shifts

The Navigator helps sort what matters from what’s merely loud. They don’t rush decisions or offer easy answers, but instead bring focus to values, priorities, and long-term alignment. When everything feels possible and overwhelming at once, The Navigator slows the moment enough to see a true path forward. Their guidance isn’t about certainty—it’s about choosing with intention.

THE GROUNDSKEEPER

The Groundskeeper

Type: Hero
Core Emotion: Regulation
Primary Role: Maintains routine and stability
Shows Up When: Life starts to feel scattered or overwhelming

The Groundskeeper tends to the basics that keep everything else functioning. He focuses on sleep, food, tidying, and simple systems that prevent small issues from becoming crises. Patient and consistent, he works in the background rather than seeking attention. His strength lies in maintenance, reminding me that stability is built through care, not force.

THE TRANSLATOR

The Translator

Type: Hero
Core Emotion: Emotional literacy
Primary Role: Interprets feelings before reactions take over
Shows Up When: Emotions are strong but unclear

The Translator helps me understand what I’m actually feeling instead of reacting blindly. He identifies the emotions beneath the surface, turning confusion into language that makes sense. Sometimes he goes offline when things are too overwhelming, but he always comes back online once clarity is possible again. His work turns emotional noise into understanding.

THE WATCHER

The Watcher

Type: Hero
Core Emotion: Awareness
Primary Role: Observes patterns without judgment
Shows Up When: Confusion, overwhelm, or repetition becomes noticeable

The Watcher notices what’s happening without trying to change it. They observe patterns, timing, and reactions, gently turning chaos into information. When clarity is hard to reach, The Watcher offers perspective rather than answers, allowing understanding to emerge naturally. Their presence removes shame by replacing self-criticism with curiosity.


The Shadows

Not all of these characters make things easier. Some complicate things—but they still have something to say. These are the shadows:

DR. ANXIETY

Dr. Anxiety

Type: Shadow
Core Emotion: Fear
Primary Role: Scans for danger and worst-case outcomes
Shows Up When: Uncertainty, pressure, or loss of control appear

Dr. Anxiety is always analyzing risk, forecasting what could go wrong before it happens. He presents himself as helpful and protective, even when his warnings spiral into overwhelm. At his best, he highlights real concerns that deserve attention. When unchecked, he turns possibility into catastrophe and urgency into paralysis.

THE DEPRESSION BEAST

The Depression Beast

Type: Shadow
Core Emotion: Despair
Primary Role: Pulls energy inward and dampens motivation
Shows Up When: Prolonged stress, loss, or emotional exhaustion set in

The Depression Beast moves slowly but with great weight, making even simple tasks feel impossible. His presence dulls motivation, flattens emotion, and wraps everything in heaviness. While deeply uncomfortable, he often signals that something has been pushed too far for too long. Ignoring him rarely works—understanding his message is the first step toward relief.

CAPTAIN RAGE

Captain Rage

Type: Shadow
Core Emotion: Anger
Primary Role: Defends against perceived threat or injustice
Shows Up When: Boundaries are crossed or frustration boils over

Captain Rage reacts fast and loudly, charging in when something feels unfair, unsafe, or overwhelming. His anger often masks deeper emotions like hurt, fear, or grief, but his instinct is always protective. When channeled well, he can enforce boundaries and demand change. When unchecked, he escalates conflict and burns through energy without resolution.

THE ARCHIVIST OF REGRET

The Archivist of Regret

Type: Shadow
Core Emotion: Regret
Primary Role: Preserves memories of past mistakes and missed chances
Shows Up When: Looking backward instead of forward

The Archivist of Regret carefully catalogs what went wrong, replaying moments that feel unfinished or unresolved. She believes that remembering mistakes will prevent them from happening again, even when the cost is self-forgiveness. At her best, she offers insight and hard-earned lessons. When she dominates, the past becomes heavier than the present, making growth feel out of reach.

THE TASKMASTER

The Taskmaster

Type: Shadow
Core Emotion: Control
Primary Role: Enforces productivity and high standards
Shows Up When: Fear of failure or falling behind takes over

The Taskmaster demands action, structure, and results, often without regard for capacity or rest. He believes that constant effort is the only way to stay safe and successful. When balanced, he can drive focus and follow-through. When unchecked, he turns progress into punishment and mistakes into proof of inadequacy.


The Wild Cards

Then there are the ones who don’t fit neatly anywhere.

THE FOG

The Fog

Type: Wild Card
Core Emotion: Dissociation
Primary Role: Blurs awareness to reduce overload
Shows Up When: Things become emotionally or mentally overwhelming

The Fog softens everything—thoughts, feelings, memory, and urgency. He doesn’t cause harm directly, but his presence can be disorienting, making it hard to focus or feel fully present. Sometimes he acts as protection, stepping in when experience becomes too intense to process. Other times, his lingering signals a need to stop pushing and gently re-enter clarity.

THE TRICKSTER

The Trickster

Type: Wild Card
Core Emotion: Avoidance
Primary Role: Redirects attention through humour and distraction
Shows Up When: Discomfort, boredom, or emotional tension appear

The Trickster deflects seriousness with jokes, scrolling, and sudden side-quests. He isn’t malicious and often believes he’s helping by lightening the mood. In small doses, he brings playfulness and relief. When left unchecked, he pulls focus away from things that matter, turning avoidance into delay.

THE PROCRASTINATOR

Type: Wild Card
Core Emotion: Avoidance (with guilt)
Primary Role: Delays action by downplaying urgency
Shows Up When: Tasks feel boring, overwhelming, or emotionally loaded.

The Procrastinator shrugs off urgency with a casual “later.” He soothes discomfort in the moment by postponing action, convincing me that the task can wait without consequence. Sometimes he’s genuinely helpful, creating space when pressure is artificial or energy is depleted. More often, he leaves behind guilt, regret, and the uncomfortable feeling of having let myself down.


Team-Ups and Tensions

These characters don’t exist in isolation. They react to one another, amplify each other, and sometimes work at cross-purposes. Understanding how they interact helps me recognize what’s actually happening in the moment—not just which character has shown up.

Common Team-Ups

The Translator + The Watcher

The Watcher observes patterns over time, while The Translator interprets emotions in the moment. Together, they turn experience into understanding without judgment. When confusion hits, this pairing brings clarity and context.

The Groundskeeper + The Navigator

The Navigator helps determine direction, and The Groundskeeper ensures the foundation is stable enough to move. One chooses the path; the other makes sure it’s walkable. This team-up turns intention into sustainable action.

Lady Optimism + The Groundskeeper

Lady Optimism provides hope and encouragement, while The Groundskeeper keeps things practical. Together, they balance morale with realism, preventing positivity from becoming pressure.

Productive Tensions

Captain Rage vs. The Taskmaster

Both demand action, but for different reasons. Captain Rage reacts to perceived injustice, while The Taskmaster pushes for productivity and control. When unchecked, they can escalate each other into burnout.

Dr. Anxiety vs. The Navigator

Dr. Anxiety floods the system with worst-case scenarios, making decision-making feel urgent and overwhelming. The Navigator slows things down, filtering fear through values and long-term perspective.

The Archivist of Regret vs. Lady Optimism

The Archivist looks backward, preserving lessons from past mistakes. Lady Optimism looks forward, focused on possibility. When balanced, they offer wisdom and hope. When misaligned, they can cancel each other out.

Wild Card Interference

The Fog and Everyone Else

The Fog blurs signals, making it harder for any character to function clearly. While sometimes protective, prolonged fog disrupts communication and decision-making across the system.

The Trickster vs. The Taskmaster

The Trickster avoids discomfort through humour and distraction, directly undermining The Taskmaster’s drive for structure and completion. Sometimes this brings relief. Sometimes it delays what needs attention.

The Procrastinator + The Trickster

The Procrastinator often pairs with The Trickster, trading humor for indifference. One distracts, the other delays, and together they can quietly derail momentum. What begins as relief can turn into lost time before anyone notices.

The Procrastinator vs. The Taskmaster

The Procrastinator and The Taskmaster are locked in a delayed conflict. Avoidance invites pressure, and pressure invites more avoidance. When The Taskmaster finally takes over, the response is often guilt-driven rather than productive.

Why These Interactions Matter

No single character is “the problem.” What matters is who’s leading, who’s reacting, and who’s being ignored. These interactions offer clues—about capacity, unmet needs, and when it’s time to slow down, step back, or ask for help.


Diana

Of course, a proper Who’s Who wouldn’t be complete without my lovely sidekick, Diana.

DIANA

Diana the cat

Type: Ally
Core Emotion: Comfort
Primary Role: Grounds and soothes through quiet presence
Shows Up When: Stress is high, emotions are heavy, or rest is needed

Diana offers calm without commentary. She provides comfort through closeness, routine, and gentle companionship, reminding me to slow down and breathe. Her presence softens intensity and brings the focus back to the moment. Without trying to fix anything, she helps regulate the system simply by being there. She doesn’t belong to any category—she simply belongs.


Final Thought

I hope you have found this as entertaining—and informative—as I have. For me, it helps to characterize the various emotions I tend to struggle with so I can gain better control over them. I may refer to these characters from time to time—as shorthand, as insight, or simply as part of the story I’m learning to understand.

So tell me: Who’s Who in your inner world?

Hero in Progress

Not Every Day Needs a Quest: SuperMell Takes a Breather

SuperMell reclines on a couch in her black-and-purple superhero suit, eyes softly open as she rests and watches gentle shadows on the wall. Diana, a mostly black cat with a small white chest tuft and golden eyes, lies calmly beside her, capturing a quiet moment of rest and companionship.

🛰️ Opening Log: Permission to Pause

Honestly, I’m quite exhausted today. I have been doing a lot for the last month or two:

  • Packed up the old place
  • Moved
  • Slowly unpacking and organizing the new place
  • Creating systems that will ensure I keep the place neat and tidy
  • Working full-time in the evenings, and sleeping during the afternoons

That’s a big list, believe it or not. And I’m not as young or as agile as I once was. Therefore, today I took a day off to just sit with myself. SuperMell takes a breather.


⚠️ The False Villain: “If I Stop, I’ll Fall Behind”

Yes, my old arch-nemesis Dr. Anxiety is showing his ugly face once again. He’s trying to tell me that if I don’t finish everything all at once, I will fail at keeping my resolution to keep a clean, neat and tidy home. This makes me feel somewhat guilty for listening to my body while it yearned for a break.

The truth is I might be putting too much pressure on myself to do it perfectly. For instance, I was trying to set up my figures in the glass display case I have, but the bottom two rows kept falling down, so I had to stop before the anger set in. That moment knocked me off my rhythm, and Dr. Anxiety was quick to declare it a failure. But did I really fail? Or did I recognize my level of frustration was raising, and I needed to take a break from it? I prefer the latter.

This pressure I am adding to myself to do it all perfectly might be the problem. As a person with ADHD, there is that desire to be perfect at it, but that is simply not possible. I should aim for 80%, not 100%. Rest is necessary, especially when putting a place together. There’s no real deadline. If I keep at it, even slowly, it will all get done eventually.

In the past, this type of bait Dr. Anxiety waves in front of me would work. I’d feel like a failure for not doing my daily to-dos and give up. But it’s only a day. I can just get up and try again tomorrow.


🧠 What a “Brain Break” Actually Means (For Me)

Everyone is different and handles things differently, I suppose. For me, a brain break is a day where I don’t do much and almost lose myself to my thoughts. It happens every once in a while, where I revisit old memories, imagine how I’d handle it differently, or just space out for a time. That was what happened yesterday.

I’ve come to realize these brain breaks are absolutely necessary for me to move forward. It’s directly related to my emotions at the moment, so if I pay attention to what it’s trying to tell me about how I’m feeling, acknowledge that I’m feeling this way, and deal with it accordingly, then I can move on.

What a brain break isn’t is giving up. I’m not telling myself I have failed at life therefore I shouldn’t try. It was just one day. I need some days that are just reserved for these breaks every once in a while, otherwise I would definitely fall off into the abyss. Then the Depression Beast would show its fangs.


🛠️ What I’m Actively Not Doing Right Now

Right now, I’m not panicking about not doing anything on a day off. I’m not forcing myself to be productive despite my exhaustion. The plan is simply to do what I feel like doing today, not plan every single detail and schedule those. That way has never worked for me. In fact, I’ve actually titled my chore list as a “What I Feel Like Doing Today” list.

I am also not judging myself for needing to take a day. Even athletes can’t be performing for an entire game. They also need breaks.

Incidentally, I’m also not turning a much needed rest day into a perfectly rested day either. Hence, my decision to write this blog post.

Most importantly, I’m not telling myself I have failed. One of my favourite lines from a He-Man cartoon back in the day was:

The only time you fail is if you give up before you even try.

I haven’t given up and I’m going to keep trying.


🧭 What I Am Still Holding Onto

Above all else, I am still holding onto my new relationship with Lady Optimism. I haven’t quite figured out what my emotions were trying to tell me today, but I know I will figure it out.

I’m still holding onto routines and strategies for coping with this mountain of work ahead of me. The intention is to keep working at it, even slowly, so I know eventually I won’t have to do much. I’m getting in the habit of clearing spaces, tidying up the spaces I’ve already gotten to, putting dishes away, wiping down the kitchen counter, and trying to unpack one box per day (at least). This has been a successful approach so far. When these habits no longer need to be put into my daily What I Feel Like Doing Today list and I just instinctively do it, then I know I will have succeeded.

Even if I don’t, and still need the daily lists, that’s still okay. Maintaining your mind is just as important as maintaining your home, after all.


🐾 Diana’s Approach to Non-Quests

As anyone who’s ever been owned by a cat can tell you, they sleep and rest a lot. Sure, they can get up and bat a ball around for a while, or cozy up to you, demanding to be pet, or fed, or both! Does Diana feel guilty for resting as much as she does? I doubt it. She doesn’t optimize her naps. She just chooses to nap. Watching her rest reminds me that rest is a beautiful thing, and her presence is productive in her own way.


🌱 Final Thought: Rest Is Part of the Journey

SuperMell needed to take a breather today. That just had to happen. My emotions were a little raw, and I needed space to sort through them. And honestly? Even superheroes need a break. Not every day has to have a quest or a battle. Some days exist to refill the map, sharpen the compass, or simply sit by the fire. SuperMell isn’t disappearing. She’s breathing.

Where could you allow yourself a pause? Tell me how you handle off-days in the comments.

The Ones Who Shaped Me

🐦 Fly, Robin, Fly: A Hero Who Grew Up With Me

A semi-realistic comic-style illustration of SuperMell standing confidently in a black and purple Nightwing-inspired superhero suit with a stylized “M” on her chest. Behind her, a glowing, abstract silhouette made of star-like light echoes a dynamic acrobatic pose, symbolizing inspiration and legacy rather than a specific character. At her side sits Diana, a mostly black cat with golden eyes and a small white patch on her chest. The scene feels cosmic, reflective, and heroic, representing growth, mentorship, and becoming one’s own hero.

The Song That Was Playing When My Story Began

Many moons ago, on the very day I was born, the number one song at the time was “Fly, Robin, Fly!” by Silver Convention. It almost seems predestined that one of my all-time favourite heroes is Richard Grayson, a.k.a. Robin, and later Nightwing. This is a post dedicated to him—indeed, SuperMell wouldn’t exist without Nightwing’s inspiration with the costume.

This isn’t just a post about a superhero though. I grew up with him, and in many ways, grew alongside him. He’s always been a part of my life in some way, shape or form. This is the story of how one fictional character can impact the life of one girl. That idea—of evolving rather than escaping your origin—is something I’ve explored before in Origin Rewritten: Becoming the Hero I Needed Back Then.


Finding Robin: My First Hero

As early as I can remember, I quickly became a fan of Robin. Watching old reruns of the 1960s Batman TV show, and the Super Friends cartoon was how I was introduced to him. In fact, I think he may have been my first crush. I didn’t know the difference between live action and cartoons, so I thought he was the same person. He was so cool, so smart, and, honestly? Every time he said, “Holy [whatever], Batman!”, the young me thought he was swearing, which made him seem edgy as well.

The rest of my early formative years, I spent watching more of Robin in the various DC cartoons, In fact, you could argue I grew up with Robin as he was growing up. The thing that set him apart from all the other superheroes was that he was a kid. A teen sidekick. He was closer to my age and had no real superpowers, but was incredibly athletic and could always solve riddles like they were no big deal.


Growing Up Alongside Him

When I became a teenager, Robin had grown up into a young adult and took on a new persona as Nightwing. I struggled as a teenager due to many years being bullied at school. That period shaped how I saw myself for years, something I later unpacked more fully in End of Arc: The Year I Reclaimed My Power. I wasn’t allowed to play with toys anymore, because I was too old, yet not old enough.

In Junior High School I developed epilepsy in my teens and had a huge seizure that had me hospitalized. On that fateful day, I was given two comic books: one of which was Secret Origins featuring the Teen Titans.

Even though it was a spotlight on the Teen Titans, this story was all about Robin becoming Nightwing, growing up, making mistakes, becoming a leader. This issue reignited my love for him, and I became a comic book collector soon after.

Becoming Nightwing

His journey from sidekick to a hero in his own right didn’t happen gracefully. He had a falling out with his mentor/father, Batman. He struggled with his feelings about Bruce a lot in those days. I suppose that’s what happens sometimes when kids grow into young adults. They suddenly don’t agree with their parents or want to do things their own way. Not necessarily to be argumentative, but because you have to figure things out yourself. And sometimes parents make mistakes, too. Maybe their way isn’t necessarily the right way!

Becoming Mell

In a strange way, I found myself relating deeply to this chapter of Grayson’s story. Watching him navigate the complicated space between guidance and independence mirrored something I was experiencing in my own life at the time. Seeing a hero choose his own path mirrored something I was slowly learning myself—what it means to become a hero of my own choosing.

Early adulthood is often a period of friction—not because of conflict, but because of growth. You begin to question who you are, what you believe, and how you want to move through the world. Sometimes that process comes with tension, even in loving families, simply because becoming yourself requires redefining old dynamics.

Seeing that struggle reflected in a fictional hero helped more than I realized at the time. It was comforting to know that uncertainty, disagreement, and distance didn’t mean failure—they were part of becoming something more whole. Even in a comic book, it reminded me that growth doesn’t happen without a little discomfort, and that relationships can evolve rather than break.

That realization stayed with me.


Why Nightwing Still Matters to Me

Other iterations of Nightwing have also been nice to watch, namely in the DC animated universe, and even the Titans live action show, which was awesome, by the way! I like how his character evolved in Young Justice. I loved how his character handled dealing with an unknown son of Batman in the Son of Batman animated movie, then later with the Teen Titans cartoon of the same style and voice actors.

Nightwing evolved from a spunky extroverted acrobat, to a troubled young adult, to a hero of his own choosing. Sure, he still gets inspiration from Batman (I mean, Nightwing is directly related to Batman), but he does things his own way. He refused to be just like Bruce and became more of what he used to be before the trauma. In other words, he actually healed from his trauma—and he has made some amazing friends along the way.

While I am not an extrovert, nor an athletic beast as Grayson is, I always found his character to be captivating. He grew up, became his own person, and found a way back to having a healthy relationship with his adopted father. Where Bruce embraced the darkness, Robin excelled at the limelight. I mean, he grew up in a circus, performing as a young kid of 10 years old on the trapeze. He was born to be a star.

When I chose my SuperMell moniker, the costume was directly inspired by Nightwing’s costume, only changed the blue to purple, and the exaggerated bird on his chest to a stylized M. He’s been such a huge influence to me that I couldn’t have imagined another type of costume. Blue is Grayson’s favourite colour. Mine is purple.


Rockin’ Robin

Richard Grayson has been a huge influence on my life since I can remember. Besides Fly, Robin, Fly, there was also Rockin’ Robin by Jackson Five that always made me think of the superhero and not the bird (I do love the bird, too, though). I decided to write this post about him because I wouldn’t have grown into the person I am today without seeing his journey into a hero of his own design.

Who is your favourite superhero? What about that hero inspires you to be a better person? Share in the comments. I’d love to hear your story.

Mission Logs

After the Move: Finding My Footing in a New Chapter

SuperMell, a superhero in a black suit with purple accents and glasses, carries a large moving box inside a partially unpacked apartment. She looks steady but slightly tired. A black cat with golden eyes peeks cautiously from behind a doorway, watching her as sunlight filters into the room.

🛰️ Mission Update: We Have Landed

Now that it’s been nearly a week since the move, I wanted to share an update on how this new chapter is settling in. I have been quite busy. I’m in my new place, and adjusting to my new schedule, sleep pattern and all. It doesn’t quite feel magical yet—but it does feel real.

Level 50 has proven to be much more difficult in finding the energy reserves I thought I had. Exhaustion has set in, making me slow down quite a bit. This post is about adjusting to the new chapter in my life.


📦 What’s Settled (Even If It’s Small)

Since the move, I have been busy trying to put the place together. I first started with setting up the bed, as the move itself kept me awake most of the night before, the physical exhaustion, and my usual sleep schedule made sleep my first priority.

Slowly over the week or so I’ve managed to get things to a respectable place. Here’s what I have accomplished so far:

  • Unpacked most of the bathroom and set up the counter and drawers
  • Set up essentials in my bedroom
  • Figured out what will live in what cupboard in the kitchen and homed quite a few things (noticing I need to figure out where to stash extra stuff, as my cupboards are full and there are still a few boxes left)
  • Moved boxes and bags to where they will live so unpacking is more organized
  • Set up my wifi with the help of a Telus technician (who was in and out within a half hour and actually helped me unpack my TV, so he rocked!)
  • Moved furniture in the living room to where they will live
  • With help from my parents, put together the couch (which proved quite the task)

So that’s quite a bit of work in such a short time frame. Perhaps predictably, I woke up quite exhausted today and could barely muddle through much of anything. My only goals today were to take a “Me Day” and relax, and to set up my computer, which I have done, as I’m typing this post on it.


🛠️ What’s Still Finding Its Place

While I have been busy setting things up, I also have quite a lot to do. My resolution for this year is to keep a clean, tidy and well-organized home. As someone who’s lived with ADHD my whole life, this has always eluded me—but it’s a skill I genuinely want to build now. I envy people who keep a good home.

As such, I have been taking time to figure out where everything in my home will live. I am not a person who believes you have to have the resolution set up from January 1st. It can take up to a whole year if that’s what it will take. But it will get done.

I have to set up the rest of the living room by unpacking boxes and positioning things around. Then I will find homes for the remaining kitchen things in boxes. After that, my next priority will be to finish the bedroom unpacking. Finally, I will set up the spare room. When all of this is done, I will then deep clean everything.

Sure, it’s a lot of work, but if anything this week has shown me, it’s that I am more than capable of handling it.


⚠️ Villain Watch: Old Voices in a New Place

Of course, with this exhaustion I am feeling today, my old foes the Depression Beast and Dr. Anxiety have made their presence known to me. I can see them lurking in the shadows, plotting and scheming on how to fully take advantage of this apparent weakness.

Fortunately, my new friend Lady Optimism has reminded me that there is no rush to get everything done right away. I need to remember to take breaks and rest here and there. Dr. Anxiety was ruling while my living room was so disorganized post-move, suggesting this will never end. Once I had reorganized where the boxes could go and moved them out of the middle of the floor, and also set up the couch and furniture, I could finally laugh at Dr. Anxiety’s madness. It definitely feels more livable now.


🧠 How I’m Keeping My Balance Right Now

Instead of pre-planning everything spread out over multiple days as I had done previously, I have adjusted the plan. I will be saying to myself, “What do I feel like doing today?” and give myself that task, on workday mornings. On weekends, I will attempt to do more.

I will take things one day at a time, keeping the course steady. After all, there isn’t really a deadline to get everything in place. All I have to remember is to take it easy, and take many breaks along the way, as my aching body has reminded me to do.

Rest is not something to take lightly. It’s stabilization. It keeps you sustainable. Without it, you just wind up in the shape I’m in today: physically exhausted, sore, and a little moody. This was such a good reminder to tell myself that rest is required to be added to my schedule as well. I shouldn’t overdo it. I’m no spring chicken anymore!


🐾 Diana’s Adjustment Notes

Oh, my poor little girl! Moving day scared her so much. It took awhile for me to wrangle her into a carrier, but even when we got to the new place, she spent a lot of the time hiding and laying down in her litter box. She was terrified. I felt bad for her, but once I went to bed she came out and slept on the bed with me. Over the course of the week, she got better and better, even taking time to play with random objects on the floor or a couple of her toys. I guess sometimes even your sidekick gets influenced by Dr. Anxiety, but she rebounded rather quickly.


🌱 Final Thought: Footing Comes Before Forward Motion

Getting one’s bearings after a move is the key to overcoming any obstacles in your path. Being kinder to my body means letting it tell me when to stop, when to start again, and when to take both mental and physical breaks along the way.

There’s no need to rush into the next chapter; standing comfortably in this one comes first.

What’s your post-move strategy? Please share your story in the comments. I’d love to hear how you handle unpacking and organizing.

Hero in Progress

Standing at the Threshold: One Last Night Before Launch

SuperMell walks forward in a calm, confident stride through a glowing, mystical threshold of light. She wears a black Nightwing-inspired superhero suit with a purple “M” emblem, purple gloves, belt, boots, and glasses. Diana, a mostly black cat with golden eyes and a small white chest patch, perches calmly on her shoulder. The space behind them fades into cool shadow, while warm golden light opens ahead, symbolizing transition, courage, and a new beginning.

🛰️ Mission Log: The Space Between

Happy New Year! 2026 is set to start with a bang for me. A brand new adventure awaits—I move into my new place tomorrow.

This chapter of my life is coming to a close. I finished my last shift before I move. I’m in the process of cleaning and packing my place. There’s still so much left to do, but I know I can get it done in a day.

This threshold isn’t a metaphor, incidentally. It’s real. It does feel like I’m about to start a new chapter in the Book of Mell.


⚠️ Status Report: Dr. Anxiety at the Edge of the Door

Yes, that dastardly evil Dr. Anxiety is starting to whisper in my ear. I can’t deny his presence. He does thrive on last day jitters, after all. And he absolutely loves liminal moments like this.

Anyone who has moved knows what I’m talking about. It’s completely normal to feel some anxiety on the threshold of a move such as this. The evil doctor is using this perfectly normal feeling to try to exert his influence. The types of messages he’s sending me aren’t very helpful.

While I can sense his presence nearby, I’m doing my best to counter his attacks. Just because anxiety is here, it doesn’t necessarily mean danger. It means there’s a transition afoot.


🧭 What’s Locked In (No Rewrites Allowed)

Nevertheless, I will move on Friday. That’s already a given. This wasn’t rushed. I methodically planned it out, step by step, task by task. I refuse to give in to his fears.

It’s not like I haven’t moved before—I’ve done this many times. This one feels different because most of my old life was still packed away in the garage. While I have appreciated having a roof over my head and am grateful my parents helped me out a lot, I have missed my things. I know it’s just stuff, but it’s part of my identity in a way.

Dr. Anxiety thinks he can use my fear of things going back to before I moved into their house. But the thing is I have changed a lot since those days. I have rebuilt my life back up from scratch. It may not be perfect or what I imagined it would look like, but my attitude is what’s changed.


🛠️ How I’m Holding the Line Tonight

The future hasn’t been written yet, so what’s the point of worrying about tomorrow? Tomorrow never actually arrives. While I’m acknowledging the presence of Dr. Anxiety, I know how to keep him at bay. Every time he whispers a doubt in my mind, I counter attack with “I’ve got this!” That silences him for a time.

For now, I’m only concentrating on what I have left to do in the next 24 hours. It’ll be busy, and I’ll take naps here and there so I can transition my sleep schedule to be up and raring to go on Friday morning. I have built some reliable systems and so far they seem to be working. I have to have faith that the Universe is guiding me precisely to where I belong.


🐾 Diana, Keeper of the Present Moment

As I prepare for the move, Diana appears to have two modes:

  1. Accompany me and knock over a few things while I’m packing (including an unopened pop can that sprang a leak and sprayed everywhere).
  2. Sleep.

She is a master of zen, after all. She may not have any idea we are moving in a day, but she seems happy to be living in the moment. Diana doesn’t recognize thresholds. She only focuses on the now. Sometimes I think she sees home as portable as she is—and that’s okay with me.


🚀 Final Thought: You Don’t Need to Leap—Just Step

The infamous line “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind” is interesting. While a step on the moon can feel like a leap, it was a metaphor for all the hard work it took to get there. In some ways, I feel like an astronaut, on the eve of a new launch into a new horizon.

This launch doesn’t require fearlessness. I certainly don’t have to have everything figured out as I turn the page on my new adventure. All it will take is one small step.

Tonight, I stand here. Tomorrow, I step forward. That’s the whole mission.

How do you keep Dr. Anxiety at bay?

Mission Logs

End of Arc: The Year I Reclaimed My Power

SuperMell stands full-body on a stone platform at dawn, raising a glowing pen like a symbol of reclaimed power. She wears a black, Nightwing-inspired suit with a purple “M” emblem and purple accents, while golden light spirals from the pen into the sky. At her side, Diana the black cat with a small white chest patch and golden eyes stands alert, reflecting the light as the horizon opens ahead.

The Moment the Arc Closed

It’s that time of year when a year is coming to a close and a new one is beginning soon. As I do believe I am the hero of my own story, it seems like the perfect opportunity for me to restart my old Year in Review post tradition.

This year has been interesting, to say the least. After battling through some stormy weather, I finally feel like I’ve landed on a new path forward. This is radically different from how I felt at the end of last year. So much has changed… I feel it’s necessary to recap the highlights. This year may not have ended perfectly, but it definitely ended differently.


The Arc I Was Trapped In

Since I lost my job a few years ago, I was struggling to dig myself out of a very dark pit. It seemed like I would be stuck forever, with no way out, for the longest time—a couple of years of feeling this way to be precise. In fact, I began 2025 with those very feelings about my life. I was working a crappy job, feeling pain in my wrist at night, scrimping and saving, but quickly realizing there was no way I’d be able to afford rent on the meagre amount I was making each month. It was hard to find even a shred of hope.

I was stuck in survival mode. Self-doubt was running the show, and I was living small. In fact, you could say I was reacting instead of choosing my path. I was miserable.

Something did start to happen though. A change was in the air, whether or not I was able to see it. I could definitely feel it. As luck would have it, it all started with the pain in my wrist.


When My Body Drew the Line

The pain in my wrist turned out to be carpal tunnel syndrome, which I got from using vacuum cleaners that barely worked to clean a huge office building, and carrying heavy loads of garbage as well. The job was destroying my health and making me wake up in the middle of the night with excruciating pain shooting up and down my right arm. I got evaluated for carpal tunnel, which wound up being diagnosed as “pretty severe,” and surgery was scheduled. They sliced open my hand, released a compressed nerve, and then resealed the incision. The recovery process took almost two months, during which I had to take time off work. This marked the beginning of the change.


The First Step Into a New Arc

During the lead-up to the surgery, I started thinking about where I was in life. Working a crappy and unfulfilling job, living in my parents’ basement, barely making enough to get by. I thought to myself, “This isn’t where I want to be anymore!”

It dawned on me that I needed to take some charge of my career. I decided to seek out a career counsellor for advice and work on looking for options to get back into my old career. While I didn’t find that door, a different one opened up for me—one I didn’t expect to see.


Writing Myself Back Into the Story

Also during this time, I made a decision to start up this website. I felt I needed to put myself out there in order to find a way back to my chosen career. I deleted my old blog (which I found to be too negative) and started this new one. At first, I used ChatGPT to help me write the blog posts, aiming for one post per day to keep interest in my site. However, when that started to feel like it was more of a ChatGPT blog than my own, I decided to scale it back and write these posts myself. I still use it to help me come up with titles and possible outlines, as well as improving readability and SEO scores, but I wanted—no, needed—to write again.


The Breaking Point

While working with a career counsellor and trying to find a way back to my career, I decided to go back to work once my wrist healed, but I even remember telling my boss I wouldn’t be overdoing it for awhile yet, as I didn’t want to risk re-injury. As it turned out, the people I worked for were being even more neglectful in paying some of their workers on time. This worried me somewhat, but this happened before, so I thought it was just temporary. That is, until it happened to me.

At the end of July, I was supposed to get paid, but they delayed paying me, citing that a Fortune 500 company hadn’t paid them—a small family contracting business. I found that hard to believe, but when this pay wasn’t happening around a long weekend, I got nervous. According to employment standards, workers are to be paid at least on a monthly basis, which the employers did, so seeing as I wouldn’t get paid until August 6th, I finally got upset enough about it and filled out a complaint against the company for failing to pay me on time. I had every right to do that.

Suddenly, the “we really appreciate all your hard work” friendly attitude I was always getting turned into the opposite. Seeing as I had that complaint registered against them, they couldn’t really fire me as that would have been illegal and I’d have every right to sue them. Instead, they found many supposed problems with the way I was doing my job, even threatening to fire me. They decided to give me one more chance to prove myself, cut back my hours even more, still expecting the same amount and quality of work, and wrote up some official report of my supposed offences.

For me, this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I no longer wanted to wait to find the perfect career anymore. I just needed to get the hell out of there.


Choosing Myself

I began applying more steadily to any job I could find so I could get out of that situation as soon as possible. They made me feel like I was a bug. I hated feeling that way. An opportunity came by for me to work full-time at a local print hub in Calgary—only it would be working the night shift, but they’d pay an extra $3 per hour compared to the day shift. As I was never really a morning person, I took the opportunity.

At this time, it started to dawn on me that perhaps the reason I felt so “stuck” in the first place was because I was always telling myself that. “I don’t think I’ll ever have my own place again!” “My life is over!” “I had a great career and flushed it down the toilet” “This is the life I deserve for being a moron!” Is it really all that surprising that that’s how life was showing up for me?

The minute I decided to stand up for myself and fight for myself, I got a new job. Suddenly, hope began to come back to me. I could see a way out of the dark tunnel.


The Power I Reclaimed

🔹 Owning My Inner World

These are not by any means new powers. They’ve always been there. I realized a while ago that a person’s thoughts and attitudes shape who they are. There is truly power in positive thinking, and, likewise, there is also power in negative thinking. I feel like life reflects the kind of energy you put into it. I’m choosing to see life in a positive light now, and things are shaping up.

First I had to take ownership of my thoughts and challenge them. I had to remember that everything that happens to you is by choice. You may not be able to control other people or sometimes situations you fall into, but you can choose how you respond or react to them. Recognizing how long I had endured in survival mode required compassion rather than criticism. Patience kept me going—but surviving was no longer enough. I wanted to live.

Trust became the next lesson. Trust in my own judgment, trust in doing what felt right, and trust in the principle that what I focus on shapes what I experience. From there, healthy boundaries began to form—not only with others, but with my own thoughts as well.

🔹 Naming the Villains Changed the Fight

Over time, depression and anxiety stopped feeling like flaws within me and started to take shape as something external. The Depression Beast was a metaphor I had used before, but naming Dr. Anxiety as a separate presence was new—and surprisingly powerful. Having an affinity for all things superhero in nature, labeling them as a beast and a Dr. Evil type of creature has helped me out enormously in fighting them. But one entity needed to be there that I haven’t seen since I was a small child—Lady Optimism.

I don’t know if I can explain this well enough, but to a person with such admiration of superheroes and villains, and with this blog evolving into the SuperMell persona… for some odd reason, this is working for me. I’m able to hear the crazy thoughts coming from Dr. Anxiety and I start to laugh at the absurdity of it all. While I’m still getting to know Lady Optimism, The Depression Beast and Dr. Anxiety are beginning to fade into the distance.


The Tools That Helped Me Turn the Page

🔹 What Actually Helped Me Change

In order to change my thought patterns, I needed some tools to help me turn the page:

  • Job Stability – This was a huge thing. I needed not just a way out of the bad situation I was in, but I needed it to be full-time. Landing the new job, and passing probation, getting benefits again, etc., were huge steps forward that I needed.
  • Routines – Admittedly, I’m still working on establishing some healthy routines, I needed to get used to working full-time, overnight hours, keep my overnight hours on days I don’t work so I don’t throw my sleep schedule out of whack. I still need to work on healthy eating, exercising, and organizing my surroundings, but I’m starting to see how having a stable routine is in fact helping me to see the light.
  • Systems – Also this year, I started to change the way I was doing things. Before I would make myself a chore list and when I wouldn’t do one task or even one day, it would throw everything else off schedule and I’d feel like a failure. I started to organize my tasks in work blocks instead. That changed how I did things.
  • WritingAs a creative person, I’ve always enjoyed using my imagination to fuel something. Feeling inspired by Wil Wheaton over the many years as he’s been blogging, I felt the need to go back to it as well. This helps me sort out my thoughts and feelings—which is key to loosening the grip Dr. Anxiety and the Depression Beast have on me.
  • TrustWoof. This one is a big one. I have to trust that life will work out for me now. That’s really the only way it can. I must believe that everything will work out fine and I’ll build myself up by thinking it will happen. Whenever the villains decide to make an appearance, I need to find Lady Optimism and ask for her assistance. I don’t want her to take over… I just need her help to defeat them both.

The Constant 🐾

Every hero needs a trusted sidekick to help them in their journey. Diana’s consistency as always being there when I need her is very instrumental in fighting the battle. She represents continuity, presence, quiet companionship, and life that happens alongside the story. Even when I write her sections, she lays down quietly beside me, as if she knows her presence serves as an inspiration to me, which it does. Everyone should have a lovely pet that does this for them.


What This Arc Taught Me

It feels important to emphasize this point: Evolution takes time. I’m striving for progress, not perfection. The fact that I’m still here fighting the good fight means that my survival is my super power.


The Next Arc

I have no idea what this next chapter will look like, but I know it’ll be vastly different from how this chapter shaped up. I’m going to strive to continue my partnership with Lady Optimism, battling the villains with much more gusto than I’ve ever had before. I want to work on keeping a clean and orderly home, and improving my health through proper diet and exercise. It’s time I take care of myself.


Final Thought: The Story Continues

As I turn the page to a new chapter, I have no idea what it will shape up to be, but I am looking forward to finding out. With Lady Optimism helping me, and my faithful sidekick at my side, this battle finally feels winnable. This wasn’t the year everything changed. It was the year that I did.

What would your year in review be like? Have you begun to see something positive shaping up in your own storyline? Do tell in the comments below. I love a good story.