My brain keeps telling me that it’s too much work.
It doesn’t matter what ‘it’ is:
- Having a dog.
- Making dinner.
- Parenting. Especially teenagers.
- Being a life coach.
- Starting my own business.
- Helping people with their sex lives.
- Heck– having sex.
Behind this thought that it’s too much work is a fear of failing, or of the work somehow not being worth it.
I want a guarantee.
But what makes something a failure? What makes something worth it? How do you get a guarantee?
All me. I get to decide what is a fail and what isn’t. Something is worth it because I decide it is. I am the only one that can guarantee this is all going to work out.
And when I think it won’t, I am guaranteeing that too.
I have spent the last two weeks in overwhelm, indecision and basically a big fear-filled pity party.
They said the only thing that would get in the way of a successful coaching business is my own mind drama. I didn’t quite understand it back then.
But now I do.
It’s time to move forward, because I am DONE with the drama.
There are people out there who believe my coaching is so needed. I know because they have told me.
I need to believe it too.
I know it’s not going to be easy. There will be ups and downs. But in the process, I will become a better person for doing it.
I am going to use my failures to pave my way to success. They are not hurdles but hand-holds as I inch my way up the mountain.
So here goes.
I am a life coach. I help Latter-day Saint wives transform their disappointing sex lives into a delight.
Bring it on, Brain.