I ugly sobbed on Saturday. I knew something was up - I felt restless and preoccupied with food. My default is to numb: indulge in too many carbs or glasses of wine, or be overly busy, so I don't have time to face my emotions. Instead, on Saturday, I just let myself feel. I was lonely. The lonely that comes from starting a business solo and moving to a new city after 17 years in your old. It felt scary. I sobbed with every inch of my body the whole way home from Trader Joes. I