I never thought I’d be grateful to be me

Hi Reader, I never imagined that today, at the ripe age of 39, I would be so grateful to be me. Eight years ago I was trying to find my way out of a life that felt increasingly like it was happening to me rather than being created by me. I faced addiction, depression, anxiety — and beneath all of it, an aching question I couldn't silence: is this really all there is? That question drove me everywhere—therapy, a Master’s degree, anything that could explain why we hurt ourselves the way we do....