I have a habit i only noticed a few years ago. When a close friend comes to me with a problem, i often have clear thoughts. Patient perspective. The ability to see what they might be missing and say it

For a long time i told myself i was fine. Not thriving exactly but fine. Functional. Getting through. I had things others did not have and i knew that, so complaining felt ungrateful. Feeling unhappy when

There was a stretch of about fourteen months that i do not have a lot to show for externally. No big moves made. No visible progress on the things i had said mattered to me. Just getting through each week