My parents told me to 'just pull myself up by my bootstraps.'

My boots are from Target and the straps broke two months ago.

I've been trying to practice self-compassion in therapy

but it's hard when my inner critic has a stronger Twitter presence than my inner peace

I've been doing the work in therapy to improve my attachment style

Now I can healthily detach from my responsibilities and procrastinate with self-awareness

Our CEO said we're a family here, so

I'm waiting for my vacation days to be paid in hugs and apologies for making me work on Thanksgiving.