Who am I?
Once upon a time, I did everything I was supposed to. I chased perfection the way children chase bubbles. I got good grades, played sports, went to college and then grad school... I really didn't know what I wanted to do in life, except that I had plenty of dreams I had left behind as a child.
Over the years, my outer perfection remained a facade, but it seemed my inner perfection was crumbling. I felt depressed, cried often and for no reason, and sometimes couldn't cry at all, developed chronic headaches and fatigue, and generally felt like I was sinking into a hole I didn't know how to escape from.