One night a few years ago, a friend called to invite me to her birthday party. She was gathering a large group of people, none of whom I knew, and going for a meal. She wanted to book a table the next day so she needed me to tell her right there, right then, if I was in.
Was I in?
Continue reading Can we be honest? (No, really. Can we?)
Horrible truths are not advice — just stuff I’ve learned from my own experiences. Your mileage may vary.
A while ago one of my friends tweeted that she’d woken up feeling full of dread and had been anxious all day for no apparent reason. I sympathised, of course, but my initial reaction was, You mean… you don’t feel like that every day? ‘Cos I sure do.
Continue reading The horrible truth about anxiety