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 survived, but it all feels meaningless. Maybe all these little adventures were a way to avoid facing the truth.
It’s time to take a detour.
As Seth Godin wisely said, “Be the best in your world. The world rewards those who are the best. If you can’t be the best, it’s time to quit.”
To provide for my daughter, I must be the best version of myself, aligning my beliefs and knowledge with my goals. Embracing change and taking a step back will allow me some breathing room to do the things I love to do. And so, for now, that means diving into my tool belt and going back to air traffic control.
It means gaining some stability to find the energy to write better stuff. It means allowing life to unfold without resistance.
Now, back to the part of my writing when I flip it on you, the reader.