When I was younger, I was lost. Really lost. So lost, in fact, that I believed that life was indeed about finding myself. Finding something that I thought was always there but could never grasp onto it. I believed that if I looked hard enough for myself, eventually he would show up on my front step and say, “Well here I am. Here you go. Everything you’ve been looking for.” That ideology led to many troubled and anxiety filled years. I also never found myself. I’m not a treasure seeker…I’m an adventurer…and there’s a huge difference. I don’t seek answers, treasure, wisdom, you could extend this list to anything in which you go out into the world to find it. I stopped that a…