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You would think that as I come upon my 46th birthday, that I would have my life figured out. You would think that I would know what I want to be when I grow up and that I would no longer be suffering from the amount of doubt and self loathing that I deal with. You would think... but no. Here I am, about to turn 46 and I am still wondering what it's all about. There was a time in my life when I k…