Self delusion as a form of coping
It was a week of turbo work and health issues – the baby’s MRI was wonderfully negative. My friend’s MRA – she won’t call to get the results because she says she wants to enjoy her evening. My mother was driven home from the office yesterday, she calls and says, hi, how are you?, I was driven home because I have the classic signs of a heart attack. Stop. What? Yes, but it wasn’t. I…