The paradox of empowerment
Almost a year ago, I lost a friend.
In fact, he was more than a friend. He was a compatriot and fellow traveler through life.
Still, I’m finding it hard to mourn — maybe that will come. At the moment, I just feel frustration from watching, in slow motion, a highly intelligent, charming, witty and immensely popular soulmate self-immolate.
Not through smoking, drugs, lack of exercise or alcohol (although there was undoubtedly a