Natalie Audelo

And here’s the hard part. You can’t just decide fuck individualism, I’m blowing it up . You have to replace it with a better, more equitable story of who we are as a country and how we organize our society. Which, for a lot of people, would mean giving up a modicum of power. Liberal white people can loathe the effects of individualism and still... See more

We’re not meant to be independent creatures, all alone. We’re meant to depend on each other. It’s an unsettling truth: the less we depend on each other, the more we depend on the market. We summon eggs to our apartment via an app instead of simply asking a neighbor. We hire a therapist—incapable of loving us back by design —and forget to call our... See more

It’s not hard to see where the pervasive numbness comes in from here, as a sort of sinister phase two. The opposite of love is not hate, but apathy. I hope it’s obvious why this is a problem, but maybe you’re still thinking so what. To put it succinctly: when you take an ironic, negative, or numb attitude to everything, you are by definition not on... See more

Waiting is the act of staying where one is, of delaying action until a particular time comes around or an external event occurs. It’s a risky state to consign yourself to because; what you’re waiting for may never come.

A day after I left my doctor’s surgery, I received an automated text from them. It was advertising mental health workshops: “Is... See more

“How do you do a good job as a leader when you have to sell a decision you don’t agree with?” Part of what we’ve talked about is how to get to a place personally where you can disagree and commit. For me, it usually requires asking for space to discuss something until I understand. I may not agree but I need to understand why we’re making the... See more

If you are also feeling that sometimes, it’s all just too much — too much external and internal noise and doing and happening, I invite you to join me in posing this question: Dear Love, how can I find shelter from the storm? And as always, if that doesn’t feel quite right, you can instead pose the question that has never yet failed me: Dear Love,... See more