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.

Today is my birthday. It marks 33 years I've been present and alive on this rock hurdling through space. I also think it marks a good day for me to finally make a blog post on here, which I've been delaying for I think close to two years now. But the delay has a reason. It's not necessarily a good one, but I do have one. Perfectionism.