In 2010 I actually turned down a job offer at the U.N. in which I would have been working at the General Assembly. I felt like my life was that well-set as I buzzed in and out of my department at NYU every day and worked on my well-connected publishing projects.
Now? Now I go to a local play in one of America’s sleepier minor cities, put on by a neighborhood nonprofit with a nonprofessional cast and a cobbled together set of props and I am more jittery than the kids just talking to the cast members afterward.
It pains me to say this, but being married seriously wore away my confidence and my sense of self. It’s going on two years, yet I also know that it’s going to be a very long road to get my mojo back.