Ooo! *tenses*. I can feel the air becoming thick as I drop this piece.
I can feel the Karens of the world, brows furrowing in disgust, ready to complain to the Manager.
*whispers* Sorry, if your name’s Karen. You’ve become a world-renowned meme, and this moment was just too perfect to not bust you out. *chuckles*
I don’t care if you’re of the “Swearing is cheap, and utilised by the cheap,” point of view, or of the “F*** that. Freedom of speech. I’ll say what I want,” point of view. Everyone is entitled to believe in whatever it is they…
I’m laid on a sun lounger at the beach during my lunch break. The area I work in is a mini Central Business District, but not located in the inner city, and lucky enough to be just up the hill from quite a lovely beach, with a pretty epic kids playground overlooking the beach. There are lots of beachside restaurants and cafes located across the road which, as well as the playground, makes it a very busy spot.
People are laid out on the grass and under trees in the shaded area around me. …
I’ve got your attention, haven’t I?
Why? Because most people are looking for success. Most people are trying to figure out how to monetize on Medium. Most people are trying to find out what they need to stop doing, or start doing, that will help them earn more money.
And, some writers are simply insecure about their writing ability.
The typical articles you will see under this same clickbaity headline feed in to your insecurities, convincing you that your writing isn’t good enough, and actually inhibiting your writing flow and creativity while your attention and energy is instead focused on…
I used to always want to tell my side of the story. I couldn’t bear it when people spread lies about me.
One day, well into adulthood, I realised that people who truly know and love me will hear a story and be able to differentiate the truth from the lies. I don’t need to explain myself to those people. And anyone else doesn’t matter.
Ex-best friend (for the purpose of this story I’ll call her Sarah) and I found each other in intermediate and became immediately inseparable. …
Most of us have probably had this type of Manager at some point in our careers: The Manager that doesn’t know how to be a Manager, so they resort to unwarranted and overly familiar flattery in an attempt to get what they want.
“Hello, my favourite *insert role here*. Can I please get you to do me a favour?” I sit, waiting, expecting to be asked to do something outside of the compounds of my role, like fetching coffee, or stationary.
The question that follows is a basic requirement of my role. I frown, wondering why said Manager considers this…
When I was writing my goals for 2020, one of them was to start listening to podcasts. Previously, I couldn’t think of anything more boring than listening to someone’s voice drone on endlessly. I recall trying to listen to a podcast previously, and turning it off very quickly. Not surprisingly, I don’t remember what it was.
As I sat writing my goals, it occurred to me that maybe I just hadn’t found the right podcast. That maybe I should give it another try. I was tired of feeling the way I felt about myself. There was something I needed to…
New Year’s resolutions are a bandaid solution designed to make yourself feel better at a time of celebration, instead of feeling awful because another year has passed and you’re nowhere near where you want to be in life.
Did you achieve your New Year’s resolutions for 2020? If not, do you even remember what they were? I would take a healthy bet that you answered no, as I have so. many. times. before.
Granted, 2020 has been a strange year, and many of the best-laid plans got trampled over a la Covid-19. But, let’s not pretend that you didn’t achieve…
If you’re only here to find out the answer, you can skip to the bottom of this post where I have summarised the message and take-aways for you.
The preceding story, however, provides insight that is imperative to the overall context of the post.
I’m a parent helper in the girls' dressing room at my daughter’s dance show. My daughter’s eleven, and her dance group consists of ten to fourteen-year-olds.
I don’t know if I’m surprised by my observations, as such. But I’m definitely surprised. And alarmed.
The girls eye me cautiously as I enter the room. One thing I’ve…
Let me be clear, I’m not going to tell you how to avoid failure, because 1. It’s unrealistic, and 2. Failure is necessary. Success is built upon numerous failures that led to success by way of knowing what NOT do next time.
What I am going to tell you is how to avoid this one thing that is guaranteed to make you fail every time. It’s always the same, and it occurs as a result of fear. Fear of: