I’ve had a mixed twenty-second birthday. For the greater part, it was excellent; I was taken out for lunch on Friday, had a party at our office thrown by co-workers and after-work drinks at the Mountain Goat Brewery, as well as having dinner at Shanghai and drinks at Prudence with friends last night. The events that have clouded this fun roughly
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I know exactly what you mean about people commenting on your mental state, and I'm terribly sorry that I'm one of those making it worse. I know, at least, that I didn't mean that you seemed depressed, more under strain. I think that when people comment on other people seeming down they're really just trying to offer a little help, let them know they've noticed things are difficult and they care.
Please don't think for a second that I ever meant you were 'unwell' or anything like that. I can't imagine what it must be like to go to work every day and see and deal with the things you do. And also know that if you ever need to talk to anyone, or perhaps someone to sit broodily on a swing set with, or even baked goods (especially baked goods - I have a hand of brown bananas that must be made into banana bread post haste) you can always call me. I'm right around the corner, in the big, smelly house full of boys.
- Rach
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