I’d rather do anything else than write something that will prove I’m not made for this. It is one day before the new year, and if I measured 2025 by my writing, it would be summarized more by silence than sentences. It’s not easy for me to admit. Even though the proof...

There are countless opportunities I missed out on because it felt safer avoiding them. Yet, the benefits of these opportunities are incredible: Deeper relationships, core memories to look back on, and perspectives that impact me forever. Who wouldn’t want that? Except...