I never used to be this anxious around people, but in my 40s, I started dreading social situations. I thought something was wrong with me—turns out, I just needed to understand myself better.
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I’m 58 and have worked for the same manufacturing company outside Cleveland for almost 31 years. For most of my adult life, retirement was something I pictured with a smile. I imagined sleeping in, taking road trips with my wife, ...