Finally, it all came down a few minutes ago. The idleness and procrastination failed to conceal what you truly feel. Every day, you try to be on top of things. You feel you’re in control and numbed of the pain.
Fierce is the word.
Strangely today, after an hour of napping, you never felt so afraid. Going back to the week that was, could there be other perfect timing? Just when you need to perform a miracle, somebody slams on however little drive and optimism you have.
Shortly after grappling with fear, you think quitting is the only way. But it’s not. You know very well you’re a tough act to follow; that what makes true style is substance. A lot of what you’ve experienced has prepared you for this moment. Everything you need you already have at your disposal.
But go ahead and cry. You need to let it all out.
Now, the potential to triumph is greater more than ever. Don’t you ever lose this chance.
You owe it people who sorely believe in you.
More importantly, you owe it to yourself.
POSTSCRIPT: Wini, thank you for heeding my SOS. The 30-minute talk ended my week-long of faking it. Niagara was on my face, but I felt so relieved!
