I'd left corporate after my second child was born. Over the next 15 years I tried everything - retail, distribution, online retail, network marketing, online coaching. I wasn't really succeeding, not in the way I'd imagined. But I kept going, because I believed something I couldn't quite articulate yet:
Every woman deserves a purpose beyond being someone's wife, someone's mother, someone's daughter.
I watched my own mom pour everything she had into our family. She was selfless in the way that generation was taught to be - and she had almost nothing left for herself. I loved her deeply. And I consciously chose a different path.
What I didn't know was how much I'd internalised her patterns anyway.
I pushed harder. I woke up earlier. I followed the productivity systems and the business blueprints and the morning routines. I did everything the "right" way. And I still felt behind, disconnected, exhausted - and utterly unlike myself.