How I Learned to Trust in Therapy—Even Without Homework
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This is DATA, a monthly column by Angela Chen on numbers, nerdery, and what it means to live an evidence-based life.
How to Make Yourself Happy and Remarkably Less DisturbableIt could be worseSeveral of my other loved ones could be dead.
I feel so left behind
Angela Chen is a science journalist at The Verge. Her reporting and essays have also been published in The Wall Street Journal, The Guardian, The Atlantic, Paris Review, Aeon Magazine, Pacific Standard, Smithsonian, Hazlitt, Electric Literature, and more. She is on Twitter: @chengela
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