One of the hardest things as a coach is taking your own medicine.
After a really rough start to our “vacation”, I found myself overwhelmed, stressed, and honestly… ready to go back home.
I sat outside moving through some breathing and journaling and something really interesting happened. I realized that I hadn’t given myself any sort of compassion or recognition for what I’d been going through.
Two kids out of school for the summer home full-time, a husband working out of the house most days for the last year, a new baby who is completely dependent on me to stay alive, household responsibilities, financial responsibilities, and a business full of amazing clients that I like to over-serve.
Honestly, the last year has been a lot. It was like a light bulb went off and I just said to myself…
“Wow Kelsea, what you are doing is actually really hard.”
I am complimented regularly on balancing all of the hats I wear and asked how I do what I do… and while I think I do a damn good job most days, sometimes I still fall apart.
The expectation I was holding myself to, to perfectly hold everything together had stretched me too thin.
And in moments where my resilience shines, what I really needed was more compassion for myself. Recognition and pride for what I’ve done, whom I’ve become, and what I’ve created.
This is your reminder that there is nobody on this earth that really has all their shit together all the time.
And a reminder that even though you are a powerful, resilient, independent, high achiever… you deserve compassion too. When you give yourself compassion, it’s like a warm hug, it’s reassurance that you are okay and a breath of fresh air that allows you to release.
As women, mothers, and partners we are the glue that holds everything together, but sometimes the glue gets hard, crusty, and starts to chip off.
My biggest lessons from this last year are that just because I can, doesn’t mean I should… and to always ask for MORE support than I think I need.
Does anyone else feel this?
Learn more about working with Kelsea and her story here.
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