I know a post about fresh starts during the first week of spring is a cliche, but sometimes we need to embrace the cliche if it fits. And honestly, I’m doing a little wishful thinking and hoping I can manifest some spring beauty in my life by writing about it. February was another lost month to meds that didn’t work and a personal life that continues to be a reigniting Dumpster fire.

Not only were my current meds still making me sick, I found myself i...