You are not the worst thing that has happened to you.
This is the thing I always want to tell you all when I get your emails, voicemails, DMs, texts. It was the thing I most needed to hear in my worst moments, and the thing I have to remind myself even now in times when the Adderall wears off or when I find myself stuck in a rut.
Most of the texts I get are from my fellow millenials or people in the darkest nights of their grief, but every once and a while, I get one from a different generation that I can’t not respond to. (See this episode, where a Gen X woman was struggling feeling like she and her husband were roommates).
This time, it was a 22-year-old. She’s been through the ringer in the last few months. She told me about her major move with a now ex-boyfriend who was abusive and manipulative and then kicked her out. She’s now broke, homesick, and friendless in the middle of a brand new city. And in her storm of chaos, she felt what we have all felt at one time or another — lost a…
