Occasionally, every wee little bit, I spot who I might have been.

The go-getter woman who could have thrived in a professional life. Never ruthless, just very, very smart in how she’d drive her career to personal success and financial freedom.  

Yep, every once in a while, I catch a glimpse of who I would have been if Panic and Anxiety had never broken into my life and made their unwelcome home in my head.

Oh, the twang of regret is bittersweet whenever I catch sight of that woman’s coattails.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe, the Woman Instead