No Longer That Girl — letting go of the child that was to the woman I was born to be

Why do we allow ourselves to only see only through the eyes of the wounded child of long ago? No more excuses. It’s time to take control of the adult we are all meant to be.

As I practiced the words that scrolled down the teleprompter, my voice began to tremble with each screwup. “Ugh! Why can’t I get this right?” I…