Can you separate life into its appropriate sections and keep your emotion in each designated compartment, like an invisible fence with big dog wattage? Not sure who deems what appropriate, but let’s just say designating mundane stuff like work and family. Sex and politics. Money. Racism. Parenting. Real parenting, not the bragfest people put on Facebook. The life we’re not supposed to talk about cuz ne’er shall the paths cross,