Growing up, I hated when they made us line up in gym so two captains could choose their teams. I can still feel that sick heaviness in my stomach as I stood there, pretending not to care, wondering if I would be chosen or quietly passed over. Looking back, I realize I didn’t leave that feeling in the gym. I carried it with me—into friendships, church, work, and even into my walk with G‑d. I spent so much of my life trying to “be” someone who would fit. Someone who would be ch
