Send us a text On today’s episode of A Tribe Called Best, I’m getting real about depression, the breakthroughs I’m having in therapy, and the messy progress of learning to cope without pretending everything is fine. I share some of the tools my therapist gave me, the moments that still hit a little too hard, and a few random things that make hard to smile some days. This one’s ain't no pity party — it’s more like group therapy with my besties. Because you prolly been here too. Are you in the...
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Send us a text On today’s episode of A Tribe Called Best, I’m getting real about depression, the breakthroughs I’m having in therapy, and the messy progress of learning to cope without pretending everything is fine. I share some of the tools my therapist gave me, the moments that still hit a little too hard, and a few random things that make hard to smile some days. This one’s ain't no pity party — it’s more like group therapy with my besties. Because you prolly been here too. Are you in the...
QUICKIE: “Blister Bombs: A Cautionary Tale About Busted Shoes & Broken Dreams”
A Tribe Called Best
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QUICKIE: “Blister Bombs: A Cautionary Tale About Busted Shoes & Broken Dreams”
Send us a text In this funny but kinda traumatic episode of A Tribe Called Best, Knowlo shares a cautionary tale that proves once and for all: bad shoes are the devil’s work. What starts as a regular day turns into a footwear horror story featuring cheap sneakers, exploding blisters, and the kind of pain that humbles a grown man. If you’ve ever chosen fashion over function, or if you think Crocs are “just fine for walking,” this episode is your wake-up call. A Tribe Called Best is written, pr...
A Tribe Called Best
Send us a text On today’s episode of A Tribe Called Best, I’m getting real about depression, the breakthroughs I’m having in therapy, and the messy progress of learning to cope without pretending everything is fine. I share some of the tools my therapist gave me, the moments that still hit a little too hard, and a few random things that make hard to smile some days. This one’s ain't no pity party — it’s more like group therapy with my besties. Because you prolly been here too. Are you in the...
