Right before I began to write this one of my former coworkers and friend, messaged me that she loved to read my stories. And that she misses my big hugs. At that very moment I was sitting here staring at this blank screen and thinking, “I can’t do this”. Who am I to think that I can write something and provide value to anyone. I’ve failed again. Unknowingly she reached down and pulled me out of the shame storm that I often find myself in. I discovered what being in a shame storm meant from Brene Brown’s book, Daring Greatly. And boy am I in one. I feel like a…