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There were times in my childhood when an adult reprimanded by saying, “You should be ashamed of yourself.” This expression made me feel small and at the same time, a little bewildered. I was never quite sure how I’d failed. I understood that the adult who’d called me to stand before them and take the…

I am grateful for those who know me. Though no two of my friends are the same, they all possess some similarities. Each one of them enriches my character, respects who I am, and appreciates my contribution to their lives. In short, we know and appreciate each other.     Authenticity   I can depend on my…

Someone once gave me a diary. It was about the size of a small book, with a little latch and key. I remember how hard I tried to write in that little plastic covered book, but I didn’t know who to write to or what to write. Dear Diary, I wish I didn’t have to…

It’s not easy being me. But somebody has to do it! Being ourselves, growing into our skin and becoming comfortable with who we are, I believe, is a lifelong process. None of us are exactly the same as we were a year ago, and none of us will be exactly the same as we are…