Growing up, I was identified by the things people liked about me. They would tell me how well I danced, how handsome I was, and ponder out loud what great things I would do when I grew up. Looking back, I realize it was damaging for someone like me; someone who strives for greatness. It caused a trauma; not an instant trauma, such as abuse or abandonment, but a slow, decaying trauma. Because I was constantly affirmed from the outside, I had no reason to affirm myself from the inside.