She sat across from me in my office, her fingers twisting the strap of her leather handbag – the expensive kind that whispers “I’ve made it” even while its owner is falling apart. Alexandra was successful by every Manhattan measuring […]
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Therapy Confessions: The Problem with Squirrelling Away Your Joy
I once watched a woman in Central Park meticulously counting out exact change for a hot dog vendor while a line formed behind her. The vendor kept insisting “it’s fine, lady” but she wouldn’t budge until she’d counted every nickel. […]