There is nothing like caring for others to take you out of your own head. I cannot bring myself to worry about making rent when I am Spiderman's sidekick (who knew he had one and that she looks just like me?).
Like every other scary thing you might be faced with in life, once you've experienced it and made it safely to the other side it's not as terrifying as when it's a big unknown. So what do you do if it happens to you?
Three years ago today, an email popped into my inbox asking me to please step into my manager's office. There, a hired gun was waiting to tell me that my job as a nationally syndicated columnist for the Los Angeles Times was unceremoniously ending.