I like to think of myself as a relatively stable adult. That’s mostly true. But sometimes I devolve into stress induced panic over things I’ve treated like existential crises. Here are a few things my brain and I fought over this week: • The strength of my voice in a loud restaurant • Whether my…
I know myself better than I ever have… The more I know myself, the more I know how unknowable I am. I have existed within a liminal space my entire life, somewhere between what I know I am and how others see me. I have never been able to simply be, to simply live as…