It took me a long time to seek help, so it took me a long time to put a name to what I had been feeling for several years. I was diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder years ago, and when I thought maybe the doctors were wrong, I was diagnosed again by two more doctors.…
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Dear Me, Hey girl, hey! Today I thought I should write you a letter. It’s for later. Much later. It’s for when you really need me.
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When did you first realize you were aging? I know the exact moment it hit me. I was 27. I learned that year that the maximum age to try out for American Idol was 28. It offended me that even if I had a massive hidden talent I could soon be too old for it…
Read MoreI hate people that are happy all the time. It’s the curmudgeon in me. I also don’t like sad sacks who mope all the time and never have anything good happen to them, but people who smile that wide, toothy grin and seem to just radiate constant euphoria cause me to be suspicious. Extreme excitement…
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The Well-Adjusted Adult 