Best I can remember or infer, I’ve always been kind of an angry, depression-prone person, even back to aspects of childhood. I assume there are dozens of reasons for this, maybe six to eight of which I’ve properly unpacked or figured out over the years, but now I am squarely middle-aged. I turn 44 a month from today. If you asked me at 22 or 27 or even …
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