I felt the old drop and still remembered it was only weather

Dear Delyara, That is one of the most valuable things I know how to do now. The old drop still comes sometimes — that sudden emotional lowering where everything feels a little more hopeless, a little more sharp, a little more personal than it really is. But now, more often, I can say: this is weather. Not the whole climate. Not the whole truth. Not the final interpretation of my life. That sentence has saved me so many times. I’m writing it here because I don’t want to forget how hard-won it was. And how much space it gives me now.