Kelsi McMartin, LMFT

08/27/2026

Physical pain comes with a built-in signal that it’s working — you know the pain has a purpose and an endpoint. Emotional pain doesn’t come with that same reassurance. Nobody tells you the hard conversation is “supposed” to feel like that, so it’s easy to convince yourself it means something’s wrong instead of something’s working.

Still cancel both if I can get away with it.

08/20/2026

08/18/2026

Your worst argument moment isn't the real you. It's just a flooded nervous system doing its job too well. 🫀

The skill isn't staying calm all the time — it's catching your own warning signs before you go sideways. Tight chest? Going quiet? Voice getting sharp?

Catch it there, ask for a minute, sleep on it. What still feels true tomorrow is the real answer.

What's your tell? Your partner knows 😉 Drop it below 👇

08/13/2026

Turns out talking to yourself like a person you love — instead of a problem you’re managing — is a skill. Nobody teaches it.
You just have to practice sounding less unhinged in your own head.

Start here.

08/11/2026

Being caught in the middle is one of the loneliest, most treacherous and stressful places to stand. You don’t have to choose between your marriage and your child. But if you feel you must choose your spouse’s side to keep the marriage intact, that’s a sign the marriage itself needs attention.
A real marriage, real family, has room for both.
Swipe through to see how.

08/07/2026

Stop trying to communicate your way out of someone else’s reactivity. That’s not a communication problem. That’s a nervous system problem. And you can’t words you way out of that.

08/05/2026

“Q***rs Read This,” published anonymously by Q***r Nation at NYC Pride, 1990. I read a little of it here.
Bi in a relationship with a man doesn’t mean the q***r part went quiet. Visibility isn’t something you earn back — I was never not here.
I am not disappearing ink.
Cheers to the shoulders we stand on. 🌅

***rsreadthis ***rnation

08/04/2026

The cure is supposedly the club. Turns out mine was a sunset and a book that knocks something loose in my chest.
This is from “Q***rs Read This,” published anonymously and distributed by members of Q***r Nation at NYC Pride, 1990. Thirty-five years later it still knocks the wind out of me.
That every day you wake up alive, relatively happy, and functioning is itself the rebellious act — that’s the line I keep coming back to. Survival as resistance. Living in joy
IS fighting back.

Cheers to the shoulders we stand on. 🌅

***rsreadthis ***rnation ***rhealing