Thoughts on “Chapter 1, Exercise 2: Their Impossible Dream”

The real me is the fake Wonder Woman on the right. I knew life was supposed to be fun. Dress up, do the best you can even if you screw it up and pretend to play the part. My life seemed to be more like the Wonder Woman on the left. Unhappy, trying to look put together, trying to do it all, hiding behind a mask, afraid to let people know who I truly was.