I’m a shameful person. Literally full of shame. I’m ashamed of things I’ve done, things I haven’t done, and things I can’t do. I’m ashamed of my skinny hair, thoughts, and body. Ashamed that I’m not further ahead in my life. Ashamed that I’m not in better shape. And I’m …
When I was young, getting old just seemed sad. My grandmother however, didn’t seem to mind. She was active and always glad to have her health. Awash in self-congratulatory youth, I saw her gratitude as, well, pathetic. So she’s healthy, big deal. There was so much else to life – …
You just gave the best performance ever. You were calm, confident and engaging. The audience loved you! But then you sit down. Flooded with adrenaline, your brain works quickly, evaluating your performance—your dreadful, awful performance. In high resolution, your brain replays the errors, the omissions, the failures. Moments ago you …
