Alone in a crowd of millions.


Sometimes things look just fine on the surface. People seem happy. They post their barbecues, their new shoes, pithy comments. And everything looks fine. Better than fine.

You know you’re guilty. I know I am. We choose what to show the world.

No harm in that.

Wouldn’t  want to air our dirty laundry, right?

And most of the time, it’s fine. Or at least it’s not a problem.

Or is it? Is the pressure we put on ourselves to appear fine – or better than fine – healthy? And what about the fabulous people who care about us and would be support if they knew what was really brewing. Are we keeping them at arms length?

Are we just perpetuating isolation?


PS: Mom, I’m fine. Just in case you were worried.