Public confession Numero Dos: I find it very difficult to ask for or to receive help. This is for a number of reasons: 1) I am just socially awkward enough that having to explain whatever it is I need help with is often not worth the effort. 2) I don’t want to be a bother […]
I live daily nestled between the beginnings of an existentialist crisis and the precipice of a nihilistic void. That’s not a cry for help, just a statement of fact.