This was my day. This is a lot of my days. I know you've been there too.
Every time I pulled my friend's book from my bookshelf, my head and heart knotted up wondering, "Am I an asshole? I keep telling myself I'm happy for her, and I believe I am, but am I?
I thought by quitting I was protecting myself from the possibility of failure, but all I was doing was protecting myself from achieving my potential.