I’ve had a deep, dark secret my whole life. It started young: I hid self-help books under my bed when I was a teenager, reading them in secret. I wrote in my journal late at night, feeling like my soul had something to say and longing for a connection to the divine. As I grew older, the craving became insatiable. I had a bottomless appetite for books, classes, and lectures about purpose, spirituality, and personal development. All in secret.
I am a closeted personal growth junkie.
I only recently opened up about this hidden part of my life to those close to me. But it still feels embarrassing to talk about. Like any good spirituality junkie, I sought to understand why I felt this way. I began to see that fear was behind the excuses I gave for not talking about my personal growth addiction…
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