I’ve struggled with anxiety and depression for as long as I can remember. This two-headed beast has taken many forms throughout my life. Sometimes it’s intense and raging. Other times it decrescendos to a pulsing throb.
Infamy allows us the opportunity to hone one of our favorite skills: to shrink a 343-page life story down to a single paragraph that narrates what happened on one day, at a certain hour, and in a certain location. We can whittle an entire biography down to a single Tweet.