I have become a person of accolades and insecurities. An overachiever reaching for perfection. A ruminator, a doer, a pleaser and a planner.
But these days, I can't head fake myself into thinking those things are personally serving me anymore.
This year I tried on many hats, and I've taken off many hats. I've desperately tried to rationalize and convince …
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