I was 24 when I truly fell in love for the first time. It was butterflies and rainbows and storms and heartbreak. The whole yummy, messy lot. I thought I’d found the man I was going to marry and in him, my white picket fence future. HAHAHAHA WHERE WAS I LIVING???? MARS???!!!! Looking back, I don’t know if I should cringe or look...

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My life’s plan was simple (see here). Finish high school, get into an Ivy-League, get an MBA, work of Wall Street, buy loads of properties, be married by 23 (hahahaha what a joke!), have my FOUR kids by 30, and live in fairytale land with loads of money and the perfect family. And I got pretty far. I got into Brown University and...

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     Being Selfish is not only a good thing, it’s necessary. I don’t know about you but I grew up attaching selfishness to shame. And because of that, I grew up with a need to always put others first. I was convinced that there was something admirable about prioritizing someone else’s happiness at the expense of my own discomfort or self-respect. And...

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