Martyr Monologue

🎭 Cue the Martyr Monologue Once upon a time (okay, like… last Tuesday and also every year before that), I was the emotionally evolved equivalent of cactus hugger.Not in a sweet, plant-loving way.More of a “grip-the-pain-until-I’m-bleeding-just-to-prove-a-point” kind of way. Apparently, my subconscious had its heart set on winning an Emmy for my emotionally overproduced miniseries…