Why, I wondered, don’t the changes so many women desperately want to make stick over the long haul? And why did I still struggle with some of the same fears, negative patterns, and other sins that I had been fighting for years? Even as I observed this boomerang effect at a broad level, I was also in relationship with dear friends, women I knew well, who seemed to battle the same issues year after year. Each time we’d get together, I’d hear the same song, five hundredth verse.
