One of my favorite photos of myself is from high school. I’m standing in a pumpkin patch wearing dramatically big gold hoop earrings, my natural curls, and a frown. (Do you just love my fall-themed intro, or what?) I thought of this photo last month when my therapist asked me when I last felt like my authentic self — the version of me that I expressed honestly and without shame to the world. The memory of this imagery was a surprise. And when I thought of this photo, I so clearly saw those hoop earrings, a type of jewelry I loved, but soon stopped wearing for almost 15 years.