Can I unhide something to you? I remember thinking, That’s what I do for a living. So… yes. They took a breath. My partner is sick. And I haven’t told anyone. Then they said something I’ll never forget. Because you’ve shared parts of your story, it made me look at what’s been holding me back.…
I thought I invented hiding. I didn’t have language for it. I just had strategies. Tucking part of me away. Blending in. Overcompensating. And I honestly thought I was alone. The only one hiding anything. Then, in a random Walgreens in New York City, I met a woman with the same little hand. We talked…
This summer, I started painting—with the hand I hid for 25 years. Because sometimes the things we’ve hidden the longest have the most to teach us. Facing the Doubts Truth? I wasn’t sure what would happen. Maybe something beautiful, maybe something that looked like a preschool finger-painting. (Spoiler: some of it did.) And underneath it…
Lately, I’ve been noticing hiding everywhere, at a dinner with TIME, splashed across a full-page ad in The New York Times, and in a candid conversation on Mel Robbins’ podcast. You’ve been spotting it too, sending me articles, podcasts, and movie scenes (keep them coming). Hiding—and unhiding—are everywhere. Once you start noticing it, you can’t…
I remember sitting in meetings early in my career, working so hard to keep parts of myself hidden. I thought it would keep me safe. But by the end of the day, I was completely drained. Recently, after listening to my brilliant speaker friend Cait Donovan talk about burnout and the brain, I started wondering:…
That inner voice. You know the one, right before you do something meaningful, it whispers: “Don’t mess this up.” “Play it safe.” “Maybe don’t speak up this time.” I call it the unreliable narrator. Some call it the inner critic. Or the negative self- critic. Whatever name you give it, you know the voice. And…
