Tag: anxiety

The Sunday Situation

I have mixed feelings about Sundays. Sunday is supposed to be the day of rest. A peaceful little oasis between Saturday and Monday. Brunch. Coffee. Maybe a leisurely walk. Perhaps a bath. No urgency. And yet Sunday has somehow developed a sinister undercurrent. There is Sunday morning, when […]

Are We Addicted to Sadness?

The other day I had a small, suspicious thought. What if some of us are a little bit addicted to sadness? Not the catastrophic kind.Not the kind that requires medical intervention and casseroles. I mean the specific, curated sadness many of us seem to carry around like a […]