Posted July 26, I had to go back and search my Amazon orders to find the correct date and verify the timeline. And let me tell you, I cringed looking this up and I also cringe at the memory of this search when I was 25 years old. I remember prior to ordering this book online, I had physically walked into a used bookstore with the intention of purchasing this book.
So I walked into the bookstore already experiencing so much shame and embarrassment that it had come to this and looked around wildly for this book. I looked down multiple aisles and sections, pulled out my phone to verify the author and title a few times, and then repeated this process again at least one more time When I came to terms that I would not be able to locate this book on my own, I decided I had to approach the very unfriendly something-year-old male bookstore clerk.
While I still cringe just reflecting on and writing about this memory, the experience highlights a few noteworthy things:.
At this same time of my life, I was the most anxious that I had ever been. I was the most insecure I had ever been. And I was the saddest I had ever been. I had completely lost sight of who I was.
The things that mattered most to me were not so important anymore. I would flake on my friends and things to which I had committed to be more available to guys I was talking to. I would sleep more, I would exercise less and I was less inclined to do things that typically made me feel good.
