I was texting my friend again: I’m sorry, but I can’t make it tomorrow night. This week is getting too crazy. I cringed because I had sent this text before. I was repeatedly making plans with what seemed like the best of intentions, but as those plans drew near, it would become clear that I was not going to follow through. I felt guilty when I sent a text backing out of plans; I know how frustrating it is to be canceled on. I also had angst when I made plans because I was starting to be unsure I would follow through. It was miserable for me, and I’m sure quite frustrating for my friend.