Howdy, I’m Jaclynn.

I write about the wonderfully weird experience of being human.

As a licensed mental health counselor, I’m endlessly fascinated by the things we hide, the stories we tell ourselves, and the strange ways our brains try to keep us safe (even when they’re making a spectacular mess of things).

My writing starts on the inside of an experience. I like putting words to feelings that usually come out as, “Ugh… I don’t know, it’s just… this.” Through storytelling, humor, and psychological insight, I try to make messy emotional experiences feel a little more understandable, a little more practical, and a lot less lonely.

If you’re looking for a writer, a speaker, or someone who’s happy to spend an unreasonable amount of time wondering why humans do the things we do, I’m glad you found your way here.

Love,
Jaclynn


The Things I Notice

The Physics Of Needs

We all have needs. I need this. You need that. Some are easy to ask for, while others are as intimidating as a bull pawing the earth, its eyes and horns locked right on us.…

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The Faceted Diamond Rejoices

To keep the door open to one’s heart takes, first, intention. “I will stay by your bedside, feed you bone broth, and pat your head with a cool, damp rag. I will be your servant,…

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The Weight Of A Gift

The shipping cost $30. Inside, a knee-length pair of swim trunks, a tan bucket hat with an adjustable strap, and homemade goods—sourdough bread and jam—were the best I could do. He’d left the clothes, and…

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The Art of Showing Up

I have a philosophy that when you say yes to people, you’re in. Years ago, during a podcast episode with my dear friends Reid and Paul, we discussed our friendship. It’s an unusual thruple, as…

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The 10-Mile Rule

“Can I get naked?” I shrugged, shook my head, and said, “I don’t care.” I didn’t feel the choice was mine to make. It was Evelyn who would be running around in zip-car circles in…

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