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I am not at all, not even a little bit, grateful | Feel Defeated Friday 051223

I have like 7 drafts of what this post could be.

I feel obligated to post, because I may have been sporadic lately but at least I’ve posted once every two weeks.

I have some cool ideas (below, but I did not write them today).

But today – today I feel defeated. And I’m sure y’all all know what this feels like. Like there’s nothing in the world going right for you, like you’ve done every little thing you possibly could, and on top of that, the right things—that you STILL believe are right!, the well-intentioned things, the things that should be rewarded things, and yet.

And yet, you’re defeated.

Not even for the lack of support! The support from certain coworkers, friends, family. Just not the right people.

What even is right? The right things the right people what’s right for you, how do you separate when they are all spaghettied together?

So that, friends, is where I’m at.

I am not at all, not even a little bit, grateful for it.


In better days:

In a psychological safety workplace training last week, the facilitator casually tossed in gratitude as a synonym for honoring. It stopped me in my tracks (mid-pedal on the peloton, my preferred method of attending trainings).

Is each and every thing I am grateful for as something I am honoring? And some value within myself being honored?

What have I been honoring?

I’ve written before about my suitemate’s amazing peer coaching startup, TopKnot, and she recently invited her email readers to ask for support. I did and I love her for this *universal truth* (today note: this was last week, believe it or not … can you imagine if I asked now?)

Those words from someone who is such a powerful force and effortlessly cool? Swoon.
Not sure what you’re tackling this week, but I hope that whatever you pursue, you do so with the confidence that comes from knowing that you know you best. It will work out.

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