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  • Writer's pictureArjanna van der Plas


The days I was ashamed to cry in public are long gone. At the WOMEN’S HUB DAY last Saturday, I cried at least five times, because I was so touched by the stories women shared on our stage. For me, expressing my emotions in the moment (even as the host of a full-day event🙃) feels like a strength now, not a weakness.

But that doesn’t mean that I mastered emotional intelligence. I actually still have a long way to go.

Here’s one example of an opportunity for growth for me:

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