Learning to let the guilt go


Back in January, I ranted to my good friend Nat at an Upper East Side diner about my concerns regarding my friends. She was having coffee at midnight (like the caffeine-addict she was) while I was drinking an overpriced glass of Merlot (like the alcoholic I am). My monologue was riddled with “I feel bad”s as I went through a list of people I wanted to help. I always joke with Nat that she is like a walking Hallmark card, but in response to my rambling, she said something particularly poignant. She said, “Why must we carry the weight of the world on our shoulders?” Last week, during my work day, I spammed her with a series of panicked texts. She repeated the phrase. She told me I have to learn to let things go. She was absolutely right.

The story behind my texts begins two weeks ago. I was…

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