I grew up a happy kid—spunky, opinionated, and incredibly curious. But something happened in my preadolescent years: I became painfully afraid of bad things happening to me. From what I remember, it started when I was around 10.  Read the rest of this story at Glamour…

Image: The author, pictured here as a kid with her mom, has always been spunky and curious. Courtesy of Meg Daly [published on Glamour.com]