So I am practicing this new austerity, which is : not thinking about my problems when other people are around. 

Every time someone gets on the elevator or parks their car by mine, I silence the hyperactive internal narrator that shares a brain with me:

Out of respect for your presence I shut off the random clanging in my head.  

Don’t misunderstand me.  It’s not that I’m putting a ban on talking about problems here.  It’s just that, instead of being the girl who is always asking what-do-you-think-he-or-she-meant-when-they-said blah blah blah, I want to be the one who answers

yeah, I worry about that too sometimes.