A Little Thing That Helps

WELCOME TO AUGUST! How is that possible? Where the f*ck did July go? And actually, where did 2026 go for that matter?! I know I can be super hardcore sometimes about getting to know ourselves and sometimes always ask you tough questions, but this month…I think the challenge is… How light can you be? How much perspective can you have? How much ca…

The first time I ever heard Wilco, I was 17, speeding down Lake Shore Drive in Chicago, the windows rolled way down, music tumbling out of my rented Ford Taurus. I had picked up Wilco’s album Yankee Hotel Foxtrot a few days before because a) what did that title even mean? And b) the dude at the record store in Chicago said it was rad, and who can deny “rad?” I was on a “college tour,” which is a decidedly optimistic activity, because I was bummed the f*ck out.

Hi friends, So sorry, but we had a typo in the last few emails - tonight’s event is at 5 p.m. PT, 8 p.m. ET. If you RSVP’d using the Luma link, the correct time should already be on your calendar. But I wanted to make sure to send out a quick note to avoid any confusion! If you haven’t yet RSVP’d, here is the link to do so: https://luma.com/g0o5dtpk See yo…

Incredibly, amazingly, it’s almost the end of July. Ah!! Where is the summer going? These final few days of the month mean we’re almost done with our month of asking such an important question: “How is right now?” is coming to a close. I have been doing this challenge RIGHT ALONG WITH YOU, and I have to tell you - a full month of checking in w…

I remember a time, WAY back in the ancient year of 2022, when I was talking to one of my besties about the new boy I was dating. He was sweet, he was employed (!!!), and more than anything, he had done “the work.” “He’s been in therapy for years. He’s even done EMDR. It’s amazing because we have the same vocabulary, and, if we break up, there’s no way it would be a bad one, ya know? He’s too evolved for that,” I told her.

Hi, Grudge Report readers, I’m Tara Schuster! I was an executive at Comedy Central, where I ran shows like Key & Peele before turning to writing two best-selling comedic self-help books with curse words in the title (Buy Yourself the F*cking Liliesand Glow In he F*cking Dark, if you must know). I have known Bess SINCE COLLEGE! College, I tells ya, and I just had to have her in my little corner of the internet devoted to helping people enjoy their lives. Why?

Can you believe we’re already halfway through July? How’s the month going so far? Have you been sitting with your worksheet, turning it over, maybe even scribbling in the margins from last week’s three questions? Good. Because now we get to the fun part. Last week, I asked you to go back and get HONEST. Not “my inner critic is running the show,…

Today, I want to tell you about the time I almost completely lost it over a hunk of steel that would not make me an espresso if its life depended on it. This “time” I’m referring to was actually a few days ago,the day after I got back from an incredible, stress-free, JOY-filled trip to Paris with The Boyfriend™️. Proof of incredible time in Paris! Us next to a…mill?

Hi, friend! Great. That’s what I love to hear, because it means you sat with “how is right now” across every major area of your life. You were honest! Maybe MORE honest than felt comfortable. Because here’s something I’ve noticed about myself, and I suspect I’m not alone in this: when I do an honest accounting of my life, my inner critic LOVES to sneak in. She acts like she’s being “realistic,” but really she’s just being mean.

Hi friend, Last May, I started to get headaches…pretty much every day. Sometimes, they would be just a tingling sensation at the top of my head like a cap. Other times, I would have an overall feeling like I just got hit in the head with a frying pan. Or what I imagine that feels like from what I’ve seen in cartoons. Right around that time, too, my vision started to blur in and out during the day, and I couldn’t look into a bright sky because a cascade of floaters would appear.