Wildly Perfect

I spend my days doting on the students at Milligan Hills High School, encouraging them, reassuring them that they are better than what they believe themselves to be.

So why don't I hear those words about myself with the same fervency I spout to the teenagers?

The answer is simple: I wasn't always this way. In one instance I changed myself for someone and didn't look back. That is, until I met my boss, Clayton Hendrix.