I used to lie to myself. A lot. I used to let others define who I was, who I wasn’t, who I should be, where I came from… I used to let others define me.
The problem is, that was the problem.
Lately, I’ve been remembering these things. I don’t really know why. But I’m embarrassed for my past. For the legacy I’ve left for my family, for the friends I’ve lost, for the bosses I’ve failed. For the successes I never reached. For the go-with-the-flow mentality that wasn’t so smart to begin with.
It’s one thing to be … read the rest. . .