I’m standing in the backyard swimming pool of my parents house. This house has been my home for the past three years or so. Prior to that, we all lived well and without little, but the GFC and circumstances changed that. I hung on for as long as I could, even after I could in person, pushing my family business into the daylight without a leader; a mistake I know but at the time, severe depression had the better of me.
I was strong in the beginning, and I know I can be strong again, at least that’s what I tell myself. I have endless experiences to draw on and skills that flow freely when I flourish. So confidence isn’t usually the problem, fear is.
There have been many many new world marketers, motivators and mentors which have helped me overcome this rude obstruction. Helping me to see that it holds no substance, or warrants no attention. The strength needed to overcome my fear has been immense and honestly too much to conjure at times. But with constant daily encouragement from special people in my life, I feel now is the time for me to move, to no longer sit and procrastinate, but to do.