Where is my voice?
...ew me. Make me someone else. It was only when I realize how wrong I was that I suddenly saw the person I wanted to be. Looking right back at me, now for the first time in my life, I can see what is beautiful, and what's really important. And it's all around. So close. I just have to reach out. And it's there. I found my voice. Show me how to use it. I was wondering if this is the life that I've been desiring all the way and what the hell I'm expecting out of this seemingly decent and enviable job. Am I wasting my time here? It may be still early to come to a judgment. And if so, this remains a question. This part of the job is something that I don't feel quite comfortable with, to be exact,...