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.
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.
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…