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I've been pretty harsh on myself over the years.

I started carrying around a photo of myself as a kid. I'm sitting against a wall, by a pillar, at our state capital. My eyes are shut. I was kind of a shy kid.

When I start to get frustrated and talk to myself in that short, abrasive, condescending tone, I think of that photo and of myself, as still that kid.

It helps me to be more compassionate towards myself in those moments. I'm still that shy kid trying to make sense of the world.

I'm 47.