I have not spent 20 years researching one particular behaviour in people.
I do not have any fancy letters that come before or after my name.
I’m just a soul in a body having a human experience, that is sometimes a little too human and feels a lot inadequate.
Sometimes it gets me down. I begin to think my ordinary existence isn’t all that special or important. I haven’t bottomed out from addiction, I haven’t been to war, and I’m not a doctor, or a minister or a millionaire.
I’ve been someone’s little girl, someone’s wife, someone’s mom, someone’s coworker, and someone’s friend. And I have done a good job at times, and a really poor job at other times, but I’m still learning how to be me.
When I look around at all of the other souls, I think about how each one has their own human stories, struggles and wisdom.
Each soul figures out their pieces of the puzzle based on their own experiences, and I would love to hear them and learn from them.
So please live your life and then share your stories.
Yours is unique and it matters. If you’re lucky, your story might just help someone else with theirs.