Yesterday A number of years ago, I thought of myself as a princess. No I’m not delusional. I didn’t ACTUALLY think I was a princess (out loud). I liked to spend time daydreaming about what my life could be like if I weren’t stuck in the situation that I was in. Usually I was feeling depressed and alone or broke and self-loathing. When I was feeling those things, I would do 1 of any 3 different things (and sometimes, probably all 3). I would either (1) eat junk food, (2) shop or (3) dream of a different life. Afterwards...