Aug 6, 2021
7 min read
The Lack of Space and Relaxing Into Spaciousness
The Bread of Validation
I was awakened one morning at 4:25 AM by a phone call from Betty. She was sobbing, and I could barely make out the words, “I’m afraid of what I might do.” I said, “Okay, I’ll be right over.” I threw on some jeans, put in some lubricating eye drops, and grabbed my phone. On the way to Betty’s subsidized apartment, I called a local behavioral…
