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The Wound Underneath the Fear

People ask what my process is for working through a challenge. Here, in real time, I trace a fear of being seen back to its root at age five — and take one small step through it.

The Story I Tell About Myself

You can name the story — I'm too much, I'm not enough, I have to earn my place — and still find yourself living inside it the following Tuesday. That's not a failure of insight. It's what happens when you're working on the surface of the story instead of what the story is protecting.