Had a chat with my therapist this week as we dived a little deeper into my thoughts. Trying to find any kind of rhyme or reason for why I would think the way I do or worry about everything so easily. Every day I find a way to dissect the reasons why something happened or didn’t happen. Always ending up in arguments with myself because I know better. And then it hit me. Suddenly I started thinking, “what is wrong with me?” Arguing, “why do I do this?” Is there something wrong with me? The start As we all work …
