I went into my trip feeling cloudy and physically weak, exhausted and almost numb mentally.
It was like I had been doing what needed to be done every day, I was connecting with my clients and helping them grow but I was just standing there. Over Analyzing everything in my space. Not really sure anymore where I needed or wanted to go from here.
I cried the morning I left. I felt sick. I was scared. and I cried at my kitchen table. And then again in the Jeep as I was gassing up. And crying isn’t something I do very often…ya know, because I’m super tough. Rawr.
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