Do you have the courage to be yourself?

Photo by Josh Withers on Unsplash

When I was eight, my family moved back to South Africa from Canada. During the prior four years of living in Toronto, I was a feisty and outgoing kid. I loved to sing and dance and make up stories — and tried to find an audience wherever I went. I had no fear of talking to grown-ups or making new friends. I was the queen of my world, a leader in my friend group. Life was mine for the taking.