" I was obscuring my own light. I had been doing it for years. I had done it thinking I was doing what was best for my family, but in making the choice again and again to hide my light, I had reduced myself to someone who was fearful and dependent. In doing what I thought would make me safe, I had, in fact, made myself vulnerable. Deeply, frighteningly vulnerable. "

― Rebecca Winn , One Hundred Daffodils: Finding Beauty, Grace, and Meaning When Things Fall Apart