My journey down the road of self awareness began in at an early age. I remember asking those mind boggling questions around the age of eight. “Where did I come from?” “Why am I here?” and spending weeks analyzing different theories. I had come to the conclusion, at around age ten, that I couldn’t possibly know the answers to those questions. So, I began sitting down with much older people as a child and ask questions or just listen as they would ramble on, trying to glean life lessons from those that had already lived it.

In my early teenage years my curiosity grew into a fascination with other people, particularly what was going though their heads. I began understanding that most people think the same way even though their exact thoughts were different. I began testing this theory in my early twenties by offering to help friends with their issues. Almost immediately they began saying “You should be a therapist”. I cannot tell you how many times people have told me that. I never wanted to be a therapist because I would not be allowed the freedom to walk away from someone and their problems if I wanted to. Besides, some people that go to therapists can have some pretty heavy issues and I wasn’t so sure I was ready to handle that burden. So I stuck with be a shoulder for my friends.