I once cried in my car over a two word email. My manager wrote great work, and I felt unstoppable fo...
I still remember sitting on the couch next to my husband, both of us staring at our phones, and real...
I used to lie in bed at 11pm and run through my entire day like a security guard reviewing footage. ...
I once agreed to help someone move. On a Saturday. At 7am. Two hours away. I had a deadline that wee...
I once spent three days drafting a two sentence message to a coworker. Three days. The message said ...
I was sitting at my desk, staring at an email that said "Can we chat later today?" Four words. No co...
It was 6:40 on a Tuesday morning. I was sitting in a parking garage, engine off, key still in the ig...
It happened on an ordinary Tuesday afternoon. I was in the middle of a normal task, nothing pending,...
I sat in my car after a shift, gripping the steering wheel, replaying a comment someone made in fron...
There is a specific kind of work anxiety that makes no sense on paper. You know your job. You have d...