It is difficult to confront ourself—to look at the beauty and the ugliness. It makes sense: when we were in grade school we had to do math homework or else earn a bad grade. We struggled through it, with seemingly little reward—we had to show our work, there was a right answer and hard work sometimes did not arrive at it, and now in our adult life it seems there are few instances when trigonometry or calculus pay dividends. But one thing great about being an adult: we no longer have grades to keep us working uphill and growing. Without accountability, we are our own master. Sure, we have obligations to family and work, but nothing stops us from quitting. We can
Confrontation: Facing Ourself
Confrontation: Facing Ourself
Confrontation: Facing Ourself
It is difficult to confront ourself—to look at the beauty and the ugliness. It makes sense: when we were in grade school we had to do math homework or else earn a bad grade. We struggled through it, with seemingly little reward—we had to show our work, there was a right answer and hard work sometimes did not arrive at it, and now in our adult life it seems there are few instances when trigonometry or calculus pay dividends. But one thing great about being an adult: we no longer have grades to keep us working uphill and growing. Without accountability, we are our own master. Sure, we have obligations to family and work, but nothing stops us from quitting. We can