My story matters because it means there is hope.
A reflection on how we innovate in groups.
I have a microphone, but what do I have to say?
Who I was then is not who I am now. That’s good and challenging at the same time.
Depression and anger often go hand in hand.
Exploring my own stories that define my beliefs about myself and my values yields insights, some of which are challenging.
I’m coming to terms with the reality that my depression is not the result of brain chemistry alone.
What happens when an extrovert suddenly finds social interaction draining and exhausting? I’ve found out and I don’t like it.
Amplifying my voice hasn’t been challenging, because I already have a megaphone. What do we do to turn up the volume for others who aren’t being heard?
I’m trying to figure out who I am separate and apart from my job. And, that’s a big deal when you’re trying to make small talk.