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Why we can't (or won't) move on from bad jobs, bad relationships, and bad habits, and how we can all move ahead.
We imagine those long-awaited words setting history straight and evening the score. But will they?
If Mother's Day is a tough day for us, standard greeting-card messages tend to make it even worse. What would be printed on our cards if they told the truth?
Trauma trains brains to imagine worst-case scenarios.
Trauma taught us that human interaction is a weapon.
Does the rise of brutal food, from "Ultra-Death" sauces to poo-emoji meringues, signal specieswide self-hatred, social-media rivalry, or an ancient yearning to test ourselves?
Private pain made public, packaged for reactions and potential profit, is the latest wave in a culture fixated on fame.
We want to say these things to you, because we want you to believe us. But first we must believe ourselves.
Society accepts deity-worship, but those among us who worship our fellow human beings are scorned and feared as stalkers, cult members, or crazed fans.
It helps to know, and name, the aspects of this season that do us in.
Are we becoming interpersonally illiterate? And can we save the dying art of dialogue one curious question at a time?
We who are made of mere flesh and blood struggle with even the idea of punishment.
One study suggests that only half of those whom we consider our friends consider us theirs.
Our over-watchers turned "peekaboo" into PTSD.
What if a place existed where we could talk honestly and share bitter laughs about the narcissists in our lives?
Have the narcissists in your life made you feel powerless and sad? Let's turn the tables on them just a bit.
What are our pilgrimages now?
It's such a shock to realize that your childhood assumptions were wrong.
What's really happening in our minds when we watch others gloat?
It blurs the borders between private and public, between existence and performance.
Has a narcissist ever driven you to despair? Sometimes jokes are the best revenge.
Nicknames are gifts you can't give yourself.
Sometimes our only option is to laugh.
Most restaurants are designed to attract and delight extroverts. What if some weren't?
What if we used to be funny, then stopped? Can we bring laughter back?
When you blame yourself for everything, you stop seeing the details.
I'm currently the most friendless I've ever been. Why might that be?
Eating disorders, unlike most other disorders, have an endgame, a vision of victory. Will traces of that yearning haunt us every time we butter toast or watch you slicing pie?
Spending holidays with those whom biology or society says we should love but whom we don't love feels unholy.
Self-loathing is treacherous. Take your escape from it one tiny step at a time.
If you've been toxically parented, you'll find yourself conflicted at times like this. You're not alone, and your reluctance to buy flowers is not your fault.
S. Rufus is the author, under the byline Anneli Rufus, of books including Party of One and Stuck.