In one of my previous group conversations, someone said something that stopped me mid-thought: "Sometimes, I think I'm just trying to prove something to the 7-year-old me." That one sentence made all of us pause. Because somewhere underneath, I think we all knew it was true. I'd been pushing myself a lot around that time — working late, saying yes to everything, always trying to prove I was capable of more. I told myself I was just being "driven." That word had done a lot of