I'll never forget the night I turned in my apartment keys, said my goodbyes to family and friends, and prepared to fly out early the next morning to my new home in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I cried the entire ...
As I stood in my packed-up Brooklyn apartment, a rush of feelings overcame me. Shame. Embarrassment. Frustration. All the feelings I'd come to associate with moving in with my parents at the age of 34 ...