Growing up, my parents were content with me because I was an above-average student.  Eventually, I became an above-average employee, an above-average friend, and husband. Before I knew it, it had become an addiction – to be above average.  This expectation that I had set for myself had started to become a deep source of fear and anxiety.  It inhibited me to try anything new outside my tiny circle of excellence.  I was enslaved by the very idea that used to be a spectacular source of joy when I was younger. It was a Sunday, and I had gone to…