And just like that… after years of refusing to give in, I found myself finally watching the cultural phenomenon Sex and the City. In fact I was binging the entire first season in two days during a deep depressive episode. I figured I might as well now that I’ve been living in New York for going on three years… which basically makes me Carrie Bradshaw. I began to wonder… aren’t we all Carrie Bradshaw? Watching our little shows and movies, writing our little reviews, acting like every character is “SO me!” but do we really know ourselves at all?