As much as I hate to admit it, I am a product of circumstances. For a while I actually believed that I could soar to any position through hard work, attain a family by willing it to be and accomplish my goals by just believing in myself. What a naïve person I must have been for so many years. It’s almost embarrassing.

Maybe part of it is pride. I’d like to think of myself as being in control; that no matter what happened to me, I could rise above and conquer all. I didn’t want to admit that outside circumstances affected me as I’m somehow I tried churning out my ‘perfect image’ in this universe.

I’ve failed a test several times that would guarantee a boost in my career. Many I graduated with are way ahead of me by now and...

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