were chaotic would be putting it politely. They were a train wreck. We were always
late. I forgot lunches, backpacks, gym bags, and permission slips as we raced out the
door. I felt ashamed by the number of balls I dropped every single day. Feeling that
shame just put me on edge even more.
And here’s the kicker: I knew what I needed to do to start my day right. I
needed to get up on time, make breakfast, and get the kids on the bus. Then I
needed to look for a job. It’s not like I had to climb Mount Everest. However, the
fact that it was simple stuff actually made it worse. I had no legitimate excuse for
why I couldn’t get it done.
My self-confidence was in a death spiral. If I couldn’t even get up on time, how
the heck could I have faith in myself to fix the bigger financial and marriage
problems that Chris and I faced? Looking back, I can see that I was losing hope.
Have you ever noticed how the smallest things can feel so hard? Having heard
from thousands of you, I know that I am not alone on this one. The list of hard
things is surprisingly universal:
Speaking in a meeting
Staying positive
Making a decision
Finding time for
yourself
Asking for feedback
Raising your hand
Asking for a raise
Ending self-doubt
Working on your
résuméHitting “send” on
emails
Sticking to your plan
Leaving the house
Volunteering to go first
Showing up at a reunion
Blocking an ex on social
media
Talking to someone you
find attractiveStepping on a dance
floor
Publishing your work
Getting to the gym
Eating in moderation
Saying “no”
Asking for help
Letting your guard down
Admitting you are wrong
Listening