Climate anxiety was consuming me. Then I learned to laugh about it

The daily dread pushed me to enroll in a standup class. Could I channel my anxiety into something lighter?If you had told me six months ago that I would soon be performing standup comedy to dozens of strangers, I would have assumed it was a bad dream.Public speaking ranks about as high as driving in rush hour traffic through downtown Boston on my list of favorite activities. That I would choose to do standup, with its potential for public humiliation, is basically unimaginable. Continue reading.