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So. I've thought about this a long time, writing a blog. Most of the time I talk myself out of it because it occurs to me that no one really needs or wants to hear this much about me. Then I realize that you reading this is entirely optional. You're either bored at work or trying to pass time in the waiting room of your dentist. And if this provides the wanton distraction or procrastination you needed today, then mazel tov. It also occurs to me that I post vaguely on FB and Insta about my therapy and sometimes even about my depression. Yes, like most, I post because I like the attention. Most of the time it's not a conscious decision, but rather an impulsive one that springs out of that primal part of one's psyche that craves external validation. Hence the absurd amount of selfies as well. I know the excessive selfies come from a place of vanity: I like how I look these days. For years I avoided the camera because I felt too fat....