Confessions of a Recovering Plant Killer (and Why You Should Join My Green Thumb Journey)



From Black Thumb to Budding Plant Enthusiast

Let’s be honest, my previous attempts at keeping plants alive could only be described as a slow, painful form of botanical torture. My windowsills were littered with the ghosts of overwatered succulents and sun-deprived ferns. I was basically a plant grim reaper, leaving a trail of crunchy, brown foliage in my wake.

But then, something changed. Maybe it was the pandemic, maybe it was a quarter-life crisis, or maybe (just maybe) it was the adorable little cactus named Spike I impulsively bought at the grocery store. Whatever the reason, I found myself drawn to the idea of nurturing something green and watching it thrive. And guess what? I didn’t kill Spike! In fact, he’s thriving. And so is my newfound love for all things leafy and green.

Plant Parenthood

Turns out, being a plant parent comes with a whole host of benefits I never expected. Sure, there’s the obvious stuff like improved air quality and a more aesthetically pleasing living space. But it goes beyond that. Caring for my plants has become a form of self-care, a daily ritual that brings me a surprising amount of joy and peace.

Here’s a glimpse into the unexpected perks of embracing your inner plant parent:

  • Stress Relief: Forget meditation apps and bubble baths (okay, maybe not completely). There’s something incredibly therapeutic about digging in the dirt, watering your plants, and watching them soak up the sunshine. It’s a mindful activity that allows me to disconnect from screens and reconnect with nature, even if it’s just a little pot of basil on my kitchen counter.
  • Sense of Accomplishment: Remember that feeling when you finally beat that impossible level on your favorite video game? Yeah, that’s kind of what it feels like when your plant sprouts a new leaf or blooms for the first time. It’s a small victory, but a victory nonetheless.
  • Conversation Starters: Forget boring small talk about the weather. Plants are the ultimate icebreakers. “Oh my gosh, your Monstera is huge! What’s your secret?” is a question I get asked more often than you might think.

Embracing the Learning Curve (and Yes, Even Plant Fails)

Let’s be real, becoming a plant parent isn’t always sunshine and blooming roses (although, I did manage to keep a rose bush alive for a whole summer, which I consider a major win). There are definitely challenges, learning curves, and yes, even the occasional plant casualty. But that’s all part of the journey!

Here’s the thing I’ve learned: It’s okay to kill a plant (or two). Don’t let the fear of failure stop you from trying. Each drooping leaf and wilting stem is a learning opportunity. It’s a chance to do your research, adjust your care routine, and try again.

And hey, if you’re really worried, start with some “easy” plants. Snake plants, ZZ plants, pothos – these guys are practically indestructible. They can survive even the most neglectful plant parent (trust me, I speak from experience).