I’ve been there. I’m familiar with that particular suckage. I’ve been stuck in a cubicle in what I thought was my dream job but instead was energy-draining and at the end, glorified dictation taking- while someone else was spending all day with my baby and I wasn’t making enough money to put a dent in my newly minted student loans. I’ve been stuck wondering why I’m here and knowing there’s a reason lurking in the bushes that I couldn’t quite grab onto. I’ve been stuck under the weight of early life experiences that made me feel not good enough and broken in so many ways. I’ve been stuck with big dreams and big uncertainty about how to achieve them and nightmares that I should give them up and live like a normal person.