What was that moment where like it fully clicked? That defining moment where like, It's not

me.

I don't know if there was one moment where I was like, I got it.

But I've always had this insatiable appetite for understanding myself, right? Because I really felt like something was wrong with me.

So if something's wrong with me, then I better figure out what it is and study all and read all the books and do all the psychology.

Like I have a degree in psychology and just uncover what the hell is going on with me, right? So I think in doing that, there were little hints, little clues of like, okay, this is something that keeps showing up over and over and over again.

And I'm the I'm the common denominator here.

So how do we know when we've crossed that line?