39 years old and I've already wasted 9 words.  Feels like a metaphor for most of my life.

Born in Quebec, raised in Ontario, I still identify as French-Canadian.  Spent my first two decades trying to be everything to everyone, last two working on excavating the real me under the detrius.

I’m learning to peek out from under the mantle of anxiety, taking baby steps at experiencing the world at large.  My biggest commitment is to my family-of-choice – my children WILL grow up feeling loved, safe, valued, nurtured, ultimately free.  Call me selfish but striving for authenticity at long last.