I sat across from her watching her squirm in agony. Several people tried to help her, but she refused to let them help. I could tell she was embarrassed. She curled into a fetal position in her seat and hung her head low. The flight was headed from Fort Lauderdale to New York; she was … Continue reading What’s There to Be Anxious About?
Dear Anxiety: I remember the first time I met you; I was confident, determined and carefree. You appeared out of nowhere, as if you were lurking in the background, waiting for the chance to take advantage of me. I was introduced to you by a family member as she told me I was unworthy. You … Continue reading THE BREAKUP