The aftermath
The day was going well, it was 8th September 2022, I was on my way to Nottingham from Watford, having collected a few belongings from my storage place. All was good, had lunch with my mate Lauren and a new start was looming, but little did I know, it could’ve been the end of the line for me and possibly others.
What if?
Are you sure? What if it doesn’t work out? Have you thought about it? I don’t think you should? What about money? What about your job? Your [insert age]! Don’t do it! I’s too far! What about me / us [insert a loved one’s name] Have you heard any of this before? Highly likely when…
This too shall pass; tell a friend
I was in a phase…” I’ve been here before, I got this!” That’s what I kept saying to myself along with, this will pass! Days went by followed by weeks. What on earth was going on! I couldn’t snap out of it. I hadn’t changed my routine, I was still going to the gym, still eating well…but, I didn’t want to see anyone else. I didn’t want to talk to people. I knew I had to do something to deal with this. I felt I was spiraling out of control, this had to stop.
Mind shift
As you know, I’m off mid-April to Thailand and also currently, other than a few online clients who I’m mentoring, I have no full-time employment. It feels GOOD! Not having to wake up because of the need to attend a meeting for a company employing me or the requirement to attend an office. It genuinely…
Happiness or pleasure
For a while I was mistaking pleasure for happiness. The job. The salary. The women. The car. The Status is commanded. The instant gratification that I’d receive from all of these but never really getting that deep feeling of happiness. Always looking for the next quick fix of pleasure. Fortunately, this didn’t take over my life, I still had some form of awareness that this is not really deep happiness.