T-Herbert J.

One of my earliest memories is boohoo crying in 2nd grade because I couldn't add fractions with different denominators. It was formative. For the next few years, every new concept didn't feel like an opportunity to learn — it felt like an opportunity to fail. I maintained A's, but success always felt lucky. That anxiety stayed with me until a teacher convinced me to trust myself. Shortly after, I was a regional mathlete with city and statewide first-place finishes. I went on to study Philosophy…