All About The F Word
I feel complete and utter dread at the moment. It has taken me almost a year to put words to this and months since I made a promise in front of a room full of people that I wouldn’t chicken out on sharing this. I can’t be a hypocrite. I expect others to be courageous. Lead effectively, authentically and deliberately. But I’ve still been hiding out. Scared even. Feeling sort of like nothing good can come from this, sky is falling, walls are closing in, lungs are collapsing…. kind of like how I imagine I would feel walking into a crowd of people with your skirt tucked into your underwear and no one telling you for at least 10 steps into the crowded room (of course, this hypothetical room is filled with highly eligible bachelors too. Just my luck)! Okay, enough make-believe, you get the point. I’m incredibly uncomfortable. And if I had a bunch of money I would bet that I will be seething with embarrassment if I post... when I post this. Now I am even more uncomfortable because now I just