Some luckily aren’t —

The only way out is through — I don’t feel okay and probably never have. But I long to. I’ve been clenched in fear for as long as I can remember. I’ve talked about my feelings to great expense, but have only recently begun to feel them. The more I do, the more I realize that I…

It’s not as easy as it sounds — Last session, my therapist told me to be nice to myself. But before I could clarify what exactly that meant, it was time to “release our shared space for the moment.” My first guess was that being nice could conceivably mean a carte blanche trip to Donut Dip.

But, oh, to be laughing — Life deals us daily disappointments. Some small, some large. That’s non-negotiable. The question, I suppose, is how we respond.

But I’ll take whatever slivers I can conjure — The other day I was trying to cut a few flowers for the table when I accidentally lopped my head off. I called my doctor, but the “call-valuing” automated system said there were no available appointments for fourteen months and that my insurance doesn’t cover this kind of thing anyway.

But our minds can still get us there — Our culture suffers a destructive “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” mentality that presumes that who we are and what we do is just a matter of choice. But we don’t have as much choice as we might like to think. And certainly less than we’ve been told. …

I only hope my phone doesn’t get jealous —

Trusting each other is astonishingly win-win and has won-won us everything we have ever had — Prior to the pandemic, one thing I certainly wouldn’t have thought to prescribe for our already socially malnourished culture was a massive infusion of “social distancing.” Unless, of course, I was trying to kill it. But maybe, witnessing a large-scale social breakdown during the pandemic — while we were at…

Battling his nemesis with naps, coffee, and donuts… —