I’m ashamed to admit that I was hoping (insert name here) would show up to my first TEDx talk. That (insert name here) would tell (insert name here) about the email invitation, and that he’d gather the indirect invitation by my last sentence: “feel free to extend the invite; the more, the merrier”.

That because perhaps (insert name here) still felt the way I felt, he’d show up for me. To support me, see me, to apologize for making the mistake of not choosing me.

Why do I choose people who do no choose me?
Do I not choose myself?

What is there left to learn?






Regretfully yours….

D KAT