#lookingforalifecoach

[ieatmybroccoli]

Fields of Gold: Bullshit is tiring and why my social life is on hold

I have become that person.

I’m looking into getting a life coach.

Can I afford it? Not really. Are the self help books I bought working? Yes and no.  Do they hold me accountable? Definitely not. 

So why am I getting a life coach? Because I’m tired of being 35, living with my father, and scraping from paycheck to paycheck. 

The good news is I am working through a program for copywriting with the help of a friend of mine. She currently makes $5000 a month, which is the exact amount I set as my first financial goal. You can’t tell me that wasn’t a loud and clear sign from the Universe. The sky might as well have been flickering like a neon sign in Las Vegas.

Okay, so great. I have a plan, right? If following the program and winging it from there is a plan, then yes, I DO have a plan. Only problem besides having super strong faith that everything will work out is my incredibly abundant, never ending supply of self doubt. 

This is where the life coach comes in. 

I have to stop letting doubt and fear get in the way of my dream of spending my days in yoga pants or leggings as I sip tea from my two bedroom apartment in the city. Or from someone else’s apartment I rented off of Air BNB. 

I am not living the life I want; therefore, I have to make it happen- no matter how crazy or ridiculous the methods. It’s uncomfortable and anxiety inducing, but the end result isn’t going to come easy.

And I am tired of not getting what I want.