Yesterday I yelled at my coach.
Wait, not “at” her. “To” her, maybe?
In writing, of course.
‘You wanna’ know why?
Because I needed to. I needed to be mad and I needed it to be witnessed by someone I trust who could reflect the real heart of the matter back to me.
She did.
And by the end of the exchange, we agreed I was going to Target and I was going to give the “bird” to every car I passed even though they were doing nothing. Lololol
Obviously, I didn’t, but I DID remember that I’m allowed to get mad. I’m allowed to be furious. And I’m allowed to feel like walking away.
I know what my general persona is, and I don’t think most people would describe me as an angry human.
However, I do get angry. I do cry. I do sit in the floor and wonder what on Earth I’m doing.
My job is to do for my clients what my coach did for me, but I also want you to know I’m human, too, and sometimes I do feel like walking away, lighting the match and throwing it over my shoulder as I never look back.
Humanity is messy.
Let’s channel the messiness for our growth.
…and for the love of God, get a good coach. (I have a few openings! 😉 )