I worry too much about other’s feelings. And it’s usually the person I should be thinking about the least, like the bank teller or the person in line in front of me in a store. Not that thinking about others is wrong, but there is a built-in hierarchy of people I should be concerned about. […]Read more "People Pleasing Party Person"
I had a few cocktails with a hometown friend over the holiday. We met in a dark fancy bar as respite from family obligations and caught up a bit. This past year has been horrible and my depression has been unusually oppressive lately so it was a relief to see someone who knows me well. […]Read more "No Place for Happiness"