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Welcome to Chrissa's Couch, the show where I answer your letters for advice and talk to the most interesting people in the world. Today I am joined again by Lauren Miller.
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I'm here.
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Thank you so much for coming back on the show. No problem.
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It's my pleasure always.
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How are you doing with all of this mess with the weather in the
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city, Girl, the snow. Okay, so the snow is one thing, but then the cold was another thing.
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Right.
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So I don't know how I'm surviving.
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It's been pretty gross. So I do appreciate you making the trek to come do the show with me today. I'm so. You were so much fun the last time I spoke. Gotta get that girl back in here. Thank you. All right, are you ready to jump into the inbox with me?
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I am. We got the little text set up
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so, you know, we try to do a little something.
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I'm ready.
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All right, who's up first?
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Okay, so we have Pascal.
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Okay.
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He says. Or she, but it says, hey, Krystal, I love the new show and I'm really proud of you, your personal growth and journey thus far. So I'm happy to report that I'm starting therapy soon. But I have a dilemma. I'm a 42 year old perimenopausal black woman, only child, single, no kids, live alone and have a very small circle of friends and family that do not live close by. I want your opinion on self inflicted isolation. Last year I did a lot of deep cleaning of my social circle and ended a lot of friendships and romantic connections. From imbalanced, emotionally draining friendships to unserious situationships, everything got chopped, cut off, period. I think perimenopause shifted my priorities quite a bit. I grew a lot last year and those choices brought me a lot more peace to my life. Of course. But now I'm just in my apartment alone all the time. Since I work from home, I decided to take a break from the dating and social media apps to reset for the new year because I find that I use them to temporarily fill my void of loneliness.
