It’s been a while since you’ve heard from me. It’s hard to believe that the first day of summer is only weeks away. It still feels like late winter in Nova Scotia.
How have you been? What’s holding your attention these days? When I sit to write, I always spend some time imagining what you might be doing when you read this. Have you had a good day? What’s inspiring you? I’m like the eternal flame of curiosity. And, if you’re ever inclined, please let me know! I would love to hear from you.
I had the privilege of assisting on an amazing coach training program for the past 9 months with Lucid Living. It’s called the Great Story Coaching Program. We just finished with an in person retreat in Tiburon, California. I’m excited to share that I have a new program coming out this summer.
Without getting into too much detail, we have 3 types of stories that we tell. I want to talk about our overcoming story and asking for help.
One of my hardest lessons to learn has been asking for help. I can’t do that, people will think I’m weak or stupid. I can’t let people know that I don’t know what I’m doing. What if they say no? Nobody wants to help me. Nope, not going to do that. Suck it up Beth, you’re the only one that can fix this. I can’t trust anybody.
Do you have an internal dialogue that goes on & on when you’re feeling stuck about something, or wanting to ask for help?
I spent a lot of my life believing that I was all alone. I prided myself on all that I’d survived and overcome. But every night I would sit on my couch, alone, wondering why my phone didn’t ring. What was wrong with me?
I didn’t realize it but I had built this great big wall around me and nobody could get in. I was so guarded and protective of my “I’ve got this all handled” attitude that I didn’t see how much I was the one responsible for being alone.
There came a time in my life when I had to reach out to my Doctor because I had no other place to turn to and I didn’t want to give up. That was the day that changed my life. It took some years, lots of support from coaches & friends, and most importantly, it took me being willing to ask for help and admit that it was ok if I didn’t know how to do it.
Those internal voices I mentioned, they don’t exist anymore. I still have others, they never really go away. The difference today is, I know where a lot of them came from AND I know that they’re lying.