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Sometimes “Quitting Means You Win
Friday Flow- 7/21/23
I wasn’t sure what to expect when I walked into therapy this week, but it sure as hell wasn’t my therapist recommending returning to a stable career.
Confused and caught off guard, I asked, “Excuse me?” My therapist explained that while I could still pursue my passions, it might not provide the peace of mind I need.
I’d never thought I’d be where I am today, let alone done anything to warrant such a postion I am in. Secondly, just what does a single father in the world like me have to do today to find himself?
Cue internal dialogue around how my life was supposed to be at 39 years old.
Once again, I had made my life worse than it appears. And considering what I have gone through over the last few years, being in a therapist’s office is the perfect place for me.
My therapist’s words cut through my thoughts, bringing me back to the present. “George, are you ready for our session?” she asked, noticing my distraction.
Speaking in therapy has always been challenging as I think from my head, not my heart. But I’ve learned honesty is essential, and a good therapist sees right through the bullshit.
So, here I am with no clear plan at thirty-nine. I’ve written books, freelanced in marketing, and…
