When I reflect back on my life, whether 10 months ago or 12 years ago, it is so clear to me that I have grown and I am growing. I am a stronger person today than I was back then, but I also know it's because of what happened back then. Those moments made me, and yours are making you.

If despair is a consequence of not being who you are, then what is the yearning for a more-actualized version of myself? Who am I, really?