As kids we believe we can be anything we want. But what if I went back in time and told myself as a 4-year-old that this is not the case? I do believe there’s an age we should stop dreaming. But only so we can start doing. I’ve spent the past years trying to unlearn my limiting beliefs of what’s possible. To free myself from the bullshit rules of what not to do. To figure out what I really want and find the courage to go after it.

At the age of 25 I came to a realization. Despite everything that had happened in my life, one thing remained unchanged — I never felt like I was good enough. It’s a tough realization because my greatest motivation comes from feeling like I’m on a mission, always chasing a goal. The question was no longer what — it became how. How can I stay driven towards my ambitions while also feeling content and at peace with who I am?

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