Imagine you had to take a five-year-old with ADHD with you everywhere you went: to work, in the shower, to the grocery, on your run, out with friends. He was always anxious to leave and get back to his xbox at home. On the way to the store, he’d ask, “How long is this going...
The classic poem “Desiderata” says that if you compare yourself to others you will either become vain or bitter. I don’t worry about becoming vain—as my self-esteem is still beneath sea level. But bitterness? That one had a hold of me last weekend. I reached out to a guy with whom I was in regular...
How do you learn to go gentle on yourself? Where do you begin to teach self-love? I asked a favorite blogger of mine, Margarita Tartakovsky, who is Associate Editor at Psych Central, and the author of the blog Weightless. Margarita writes often on this topic, so I thought I’d pick her brain and dispense her...
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but bubbles can never hurt me. So I put all the meannies–or at least their words–in bubbles, where they can’t bother me. Of course, I’m so sensitive that I went out and got myself a gazillion bubbles. You’ll see.To view my YouTube video click here. Share this:
10:00 a.m. Accidentally pressed “reply all” to everyone in my company, offering sincere condolences to a co-worker who lost her mom three years ago, which spurred dozens of emails companywide on who died, and whether or not the company should send flowers. Oops. 10:50 a.m. Wrote a premature announcement on a website that I would...
