Throughout my life, I’ve been plagued by the nagging fear that I’m doing things wrong. Regularly, I worry that I’m “doing China wrong.”
Today, I met my boss’s boss for breakfast to debrief about work. On the metro ride in to the office together, we chatted more casually. He asked me if I had started dating anyone since moving here. I said no, but the very premise of the question stirred my old anxieties.