Not long after graduation, I began my first job as a triage counselor at a community mental health center. I considered it a sacred gift that, each day, individuals from all walks of life would step through my door and share their stories with a courageous vulnerability that made me ache to do something to alleviate their pain.  It’s hard to hold out peace to those around you, though, when your own heart is unsettled. I may have been sitting in the seat of a professional, but I was full of insecurities myself, not just about my career but about all of my shortcomings.