Hey friends ๐ I don't know about you, but during my formative years, I went through a particularly rebellious phase. I experimented with wildly colored hair spiked with cheap gel. I wore ripped denim, leather, and piercings, all the while immersing myself in bands that belted out anti-authority lyrics over off-key guitar riffs. At the time, I considered myself a "punk," although in retrospect, I realize that I was little more than an angsty teenager expressing defiance in relatively har...