Kirby Porterfield

Stingy

In 2021, I will be a stingy therapist friend. I know, I know, it sounds horrible. 2020 was the worst year in recent history. I mean, for all. On all levels, personal, large scale, all of it. It felt very biblical. As if God’s wrath - if you believe in that sort of thing- was specifically vengeful toward everyone. How special. Throughout everything, my most profound revelation was that everyone needed more than what any one could give. The most beautiful trait of humanity is that when tragedy strikes, people truly want to help one another. And that is the exact thing none of us were allowed to do. Coming together was illegal. So why now, of all times, do I pledge to be emotionally miserly?