Lately, I've been grieving the loss of my former self—that version of me who believed the world was my oyster and I was just one turn away from all my goals. It's a strange kind of grief, but I'm learning it's more common than we talk about.
Read MoreAs my dad once said, borrowing from Toby Keith: "I am not where I once was, but I am better than I ever was." At 31, I'm finally understanding what he meant.
Read MoreSometimes the biggest victories aren't crossing finish lines, but the moments when you choose to keep moving forward—one bite at a time.
Read MoreWhat began as an attempt to escape my heritage by adopting the name Eddie Monix eventually became part of my identity and a reminder of my journey toward self-acceptance.
Read MoreFor those who are trying to find themselves and where they belong…
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