Stuck is an open letter to me. It is me writing through my life’s repetitious cycles and asking why I kept ending up in the same place. HURT. As I lived, and then wrote, there was one common factor-my temperament. My personality. The consistent feedback about my disposition forced me to think carefully about how I showed up. I wanted to understand how people experienced me and why. And the realization of that ruminating period is what you’re holding in your hands. My hope is that my letter causes you to write your own letter. A letter that would reveal your place of Stuck. At which point, you’ll release where you’ve been to go where you need to be.