I’ve always been very hard on myself. I very rarely pat myself on the back and say “good job, girl, look at you go!” I grew up in a very strict household where if you came home from school with an “A” the first question you’d hear would be “why not an A+ ?” When I was about 11 years old I went to confession, and once I was done, the priest asked “That’s it? What about school? Do you think you’re doing…
