Asking For Help Was Hard AF. Here’s How I Did It.

A few years ago I woke up with a lump in my throat, my chest tight & a million thoughts racing through my mind.

And after setting out on a quick run outside to release some of the jitters, I came back home and cried into Paul, (my hub's), shoulder.

Nothing he could do…honestly, I couldn’t even describe what was going on. I felt helpless, lonely, kind of out of control and scared.

Honestly, this scenario was becoming pretty common…So common that it was starting to feel normal.

THAT was the awareness that shook me from the inside out.

Because I knew it wasn’t normal. And I couldn't fathom living my life this way any longer.

So I made a choice to do what felt like the hardest part of healing:

I sat down at my laptop & I started searching for help.

Someone who could pull me out of this…a coach, a therapist- I didn’t care. I just knew I needed to actually do the work to start the process.

First Step: The initial consult.

This was a no-brainer. Once I found someone, I felt comfortable & ready to get started.

I was excited for our first official session. Knowing it was in place was already helping me feel better. I was waking up not feeling panic-y or like my mind was being pulled in a million directions- life seemed to be flowing a little more easily overall.

Fast forward to the morning of my first appointment. 1 week later. Like I just said, I was feeling better already. And these sessions were going to cost a lot of money…my insurance didn’t cover them.

And the voices in my head started to kick in:

“You can figure this out on your own- there’s a million books & podcasts that talk about anxiety"

“Are you really worthy of having this type of support?”

“Think about what you could do with the money you’d be saving"

And then I froze.

The truth was, as good as I had been feeling I knew going through with getting support was something that I needed to do.

I knew that I didn’t want to wake up 3 month later crying on the kitchen floor.

And as shaky as my self-trust was, I decided to choose me.

I’m sharing this with you because as a Coach & as a human being, I’m fully committed to my growth at every level. It’s non-negotiable for me…But that doesn’t always make it easy. I’ve come a long way & still on the journey (one that I've decided I'm on for life). Investing in my health & wellbeing is a priority.

The second reason I’m sharing this is because I cannot tell you how many times I have a consult with someone. And it’s not just a friendly little chat- I’m talking major breakthroughs, deep clarity, tears…releasing & getting that pit in the stomach feeling that it’s their time to do something- really make a change.

Here’s what happens next: they retreat into themselves. Their doubt creeps in.

And this is NORMAL. Why? Because we’ve become so disconnected that trusting ourselves is terrifying…

Sound familiar?

You don’t want to let yourself down again. 

Change is scary. So scary that sometimes you’d rather suffer doing what’s familiar than jump into the unknown.

But when you know deep down that it’s time for a change, the most loving & compassionate thing that you can do in that moment is to make the leap.

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