I know what it feels like to be broke. Worried. Scared. To feel out of control. And to feel like a fraud.
I know what it feels like to find out that the check didn't clear. Or that the $5 in my pocket needs to stretch all the way until next Tuesday. To cross my fingers, wishing that a client will come out of nowhere. Or to feel completely crushed when I didn't get the job.
I know what it feels like to be disappointed in myself. To feel burning shame. And to wish I could pretend hard enough to make the fear go away.
I know what it feels like to feel unworthy. Stupid. Confused. To think that money would fix my problems. Or make my stress go away.
And I was wrong. Money wasn't the problem.
I was.Read More