by Mackenzie Spillane | May 13, 2019 | Musings
“My name is Marley.” “Hi, Marley,” a group of both eagerly empathetic and utterly unenthused individuals say. “I’m a people-pleasing stress-aholic, and I’m genuinely concerned that my hair may be thinning,” I say with the usual hint of sarcasm. The session leader nods...