“The question was accompanied by a silent red asterisk, marking it mandatory. “What is your biggest insecurity?” The asterisk was insistent; I could not purchase a ticket without answering the question. Fine. I mulled it over. There were times when I actually wanted to scrap my whole body. Toss it (maybe in front of an 18 wheeler?) and start all over. I’ve discussed it with God, sometimes lamenting, sometimes demanding answers. Why assign this one to me?“
Read more of Roconia’s experience here.