Stop Clowning Around: How I’m Learning to Sit Down For Myself
I’d much rather be dressed up as a clown, complete with the red nose, oversized shoes, full face paint, and handing out balloons to kids all day than suffer through the agony of attending an upscale cocktail party. And before you ask, I’m not grappling with social anxiety, nor am I living like a recluse.…
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