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The year I turned 25, my foundation crumbled beneath me. I didn’t know where I belonged in the world, I had no idea what I was doing with my life, and I was terrified that I ran the risk of never figuring either out. That was the beginning of my quarter-century life crisis.

Now I am 27, and I am going to pull myself out. Let me explain…

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