I have a millionaire friend.
I met her when she was living on a boat.
A downsized life.
She tells a story of how she built a million dollars business in six years.
With fortune 500 on her clientele, everything was progressing except for the accumulated toll on her body.
One day she recalled stopping at a Starbucks to grab a quick coffee as she was driving to another meeting.
One of many that day.
Being asked four times to state her name and failing to recall.
She was handed the coffee in a cup with no name.
The realization of not remembering her name was hard.
In tears, she sat down and recalled how she had spent the last six years bulldozing her body.
It was soon after I met her through her writing for the be yourself publication.
I was in a similar situation living a life pushed to change following a terrible fallout I had with my father.
I had mild successes as an entrepreneur.
The success caused some of my childhood traumas to resurface.
It did take me three and a half years to figure out what the hell was going on and five years to get to where I can at least recognize the unhealthy patterns and interrupt them before I make things worse.
I am an entrepreneur who has now set my life in such a way that I will continue to be surrounded by a community that will help me expand the healing options that I have.
Thursday, 17 December 2020 it marks nine years since I had started.
I believe business plus a conscious awareness of my mental health makes for a balanced self.
To outsiders, we are a bunch of labels.
In chronic pain, depression, stress, anger, confusion, and weak.
But we are parents, sisters, brothers, lovers, engineers, marketers, psychologists, and more functioning in our dysfunction.
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