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“Every time you show up late for our lunch, it makes me think you don't value me as a friend."
Those words hit me like a gut punch.
They were spoken by my dear high school friend, Stephanie.
I was a college freshman and home for the summer and always late all the time for everything....
As someone who grapples with ADHD and a side of overwhelm, I know how frustrating a cluttered inbox can be.
It's like a constant weight, pulling at your focus and energy, right?
A little while back, I had a client, Danielle, who was drowning in emails.
She felt like she was always playing...
Did you know that decluttering your inbox can have a profound impact on your emotional well-being?
For differently wired and/or overwhelmed business professionals, a chaotic inbox is more than just a digital mess — it’s a daily emotional drain. One you may not even consciously...
Over 20 years ago, I saw a therapist for depression.
It was just before the holidays and with the kindest of intentions, she put me on medication so I could enjoy them.
Unfortunately, that med threw me straight into mania.
I felt like my heart was racing all of the time and I ended up going on a...
Today is International Women's Day.
Did you know that the first National Women's Day was in 1909 to commemorate the "15,000 women who protested in New York against harsh working conditions and lesser wages"?
The first International Women's Day was held in 1911 in Austria, Denmark, Germany and...
How are your New Year’s Resolutions going?
By now, who knows right!?! Resolutions are big and scary. Far better to make small shifts in our habits.In case you didn’t notice, there are a bajillion books on habits.
I’m pretty sure there are as many books on creating new habits as...The eye doctor dropped the bomb – bifocals.
Just not happening.
I crossed my arms and shook my head with an adamant no.
Except, it is happening.
And so much more.
I still feel about 40 even though my eyes are telling me otherwise.
After much negotiation, we landed on bifocal glasses with a...
I held the carved statue in my hand and wondered.
It just didn’t seem to be the exact momento to remember Sandra Grace by.
It was pretty but I wasn’t drawn to it. It didn't speak to me.
I circled the room again and saw a small photo of a bell.
Hmmmm…now that’s...
Betty had cancer again.
The metastatic kind.
The kind that means you have cancer the rest of your life.
And then Betty’s husband died.
I promise that if you keep reading, this story has a happy endin.
When Betty came to coaching, she was stuck - her words not mine.
She said she...
Sorry I’m late.
Sorry I lost your keys.
Sorry the dishes are in the sink again.
Sorry I misplaced the client’s file.
Sorry I forgot to email/text you back.
ADHD is one endless stream of SORRY.
Did you know that ADHDers receive 20,000 more negative messages by the age of 12 than...