I picked up this book at a book signing in at St Louis. Her poster kept drawing me to it. I couldn't resist. After I got home I started reading. There is a blog post in the first couple of chapters, and in it it asked about the biggest pet peeves. It matched mine totally. I thought to myself if...
Why did I always feel like I needed to be someone better? Why did the people I wasted time with—every teacher I’d ever had, the doctors, the lawyers, the meds—all want me to be someone I wasn’t? Why couldn’t I just be? It didn’t seem to bother Charlie. I was who I was, and that was good enough fo...