Uprooting and questioning the cornerstones of ones belief system is never easy or straightforward. There are so many offshoots. Everything is entangled and enmeshed. It feels overwhelming sometimes.
The Lie I Believed
Tag: authentic
Aftermath
I was 8 years old when the apartment building we were living in caught on fire.
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My Breakup with Control
...Externally, I took what she said in stride without flinching; I calmly walked away. Internally, a storm was brewing...
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Cutting Through The B.S.
It took one stranger to embody my worst nightmare and call me out in front of 100 of my peers to shake everything I believed about myself.
My B.S. (Beautiful Story) 
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