I’ve been a shitty coach lately.
Honestly, I’m not just saying that to gain your trust (or sympathy). I’ve been the worst— and it’s time to come clean— with you, and more importantly, with myself.
For the past two months I’ve been a BIG fat slob— we’re talking Netflix binging, booze-housing, and full-on mom-boding— is that even a thing? I mean, what in the h-e- double hockey sticks is going on here? I’m supposed to lead by example, right?
It all basically started after I was cleared of cancer— I was like, great, now that the cancer has left the building it’s time to make up for all the missed bottles of wine and gluten-filled free-for-alls.
The problem is, all this devious behavior has left me feeling flatlined. Lately my creativity has felt forced and my social engagement inauthentic. So I’ve pulled away. I haven’t been creating or engaging much at all— because the last thing I want to do is share empty inspiration. And yet, even after identifying the root of my creative block, I’m still reaching for the bottle to ease my pain. Because let’s be honest, pain is at the root of all alcoholism and addiction.
So what is SO damn painful about my life?
I recently married the love of my life, I just beat cancer, my mother and I are making HUGE strides in our relationship, and I’m finally feeling strong enough to throw around some weights at the gym. The truth is, life is pretty glorious right now.
And then it dawned on me— a wedding, family-feuding and physical healing are all major stressors— and it’s not like these events occurred over the course of a year or two.
Actually, within a 3 month span I was diagnosed with melanoma. Married by a banana. Put under the knife. And cured of cancer.
Meanwhile, my mother and I were confronting some deep-seated issues, my brand new husband was off working 60 hour work weeks to cover costs and I was preparing myself for yet another surgery (rectal 🤦♀️— yay!).
Anyhoo, my point is, there was a whole lotta stress going down. And I tend to manage stress in one of two ways— I work out, or I drink. And because working out was temporarily off the table, I chose the latter— poor choice Bob.
So this is what I’ve decided to do.
Instead of beating myself up for poor decisions made (which has been my ineffective approach many, MANY times before), I’m choosing to honor this time, and embrace it. Apparently, I’m due for a little recklessness— and I’m not the only one— I’m taking my husband down with me. Oh heeeeeeey!!!
We’ve booked a flight to California for a week. We leave today for one whole week of whatever the hell we want to do— only rule— no work allowed. I honestly can’t remember the last time I took off an entire week of work— nor can Alphonso. Cheeeeehoo!!!
I’m positive this vacation is EXACTLY what I need to pull it the f*ck together and find my flow, because I am not okay with half-assed couch-coaching.
You deserve better.
There it is— my promise to you. I promise to take this week to fully unplug, recharge and restore my creative juices. Because the last thing anyone wants is a washed up coach that can’t keep a promise to her damn self. And let’s be honest, without you, there’s no purpose— not like no purpose as in I’m going to shrivel up and die— but yes, I do believe my purpose work is in fact, to help you. And the truth is, I’m just getting started with you.
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