The Avoidance Trap

Every time you cancel plans, you’re teaching yourself the wrong lesson

Four months postpartum, I flew to Los Angeles alone to see Taylor Swift’s Eras tour. I didn’t have anyone to go with. I’d already failed to get tickets closer to home, my friends couldn’t make it work, my husband stayed home with our daughter. I had a dozen reasonable excuses to skip it. My chest felt tight just thinking about getting through the airpor…