As far back as I can remember, I have always felt as if I always made the wrong choice. Those voices reminding me of my choices only confirmed to me that I was not good enough. It reminds me of “Scrat” the squirrel in “Ice Age” who was always trying to catch that elusive acorn. No matter how hard he tried, calamity, disappointment, and failed attempts seemed to be around every corner. I can relate to “Scrat”, can you? His confidence levels were constantly on a roller coaster. Rock bottom, mountain top, and rock bottom again! One thing I admire about “Scrat” was that he kept trying and never gave up!