Do you ever feel like life is just sort of happening to you? 

You meander through your days on autopilot. From home, to work, and then back home.

You absently kiss your partner. You passively play with your kids.

And while there are occasional moments of sheer and utter joy like on your wedding day, or during your yearly vacation, by and large it feels like you're just passing the time.

What a shitty way to live when you put it that way, huh? And unfortunately, it's how must of us sail through life, from cradle to grave.

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Yup, you read that right. Lying. Totally lying. 

Don't worry, it hasn't only been to you, it's been to myself too.

And if it makes either of us feel better, it wasn't all together intentional.

No, this was a lie born of fear, and self doubt, and uncertainty. A lie created out of social pressure, and cultural norms, and misguided advice, and fear of failure.

What's the lie?

The lie is that I'm happy spending my days talking to you allllll about what foods to eat, what diets to ignore, how to get yourself in the gym, and what...