Do you remember being younger and having the biggest dreams of what you wanted to be when you grew up? I went from wanting to be a teacher, to me a veterinarian, to a marine biologist/animal psychologist (okay in all honesty, before I knew how terrible Sea World was, I wanted to work with whales and dolphins and train them. I also wanted/still dream of swimming with a great white shark!) to a criminal profiler working in New York City (think Dr. Wong on SVU or the BAU of Criminal Minds). I dreamt HUGE when I was younger. My best friend and I both wanted to be marine biologist and wanted to live in a beach house in Florida (this Kelly and Donna’s beach house on 90210 but Florida) and drive matching convertibles. Needless to say, I never pursued marine biology, I remained in WI and do not own a convertible LOL!
At what point in our lives do our dreams become unattainable? It’s a question I ask myself often. When I pursued graduate school, I knew I wanted to major I Forensic Psychology, which I did. But I clearly remember going to orientation for my cohort and one of our professors saying “how many of you want to become an FBI profiler?” at which time a bunch of us raised our hands, to which he then said “well I’m here to tell you that’s not likely going to happen”. He went on to explain those are sensationalized careers by media and they do not come up often and when they do they are not easily attained. I was like “well fuck, now what?” Throughout my entire two years of graduate school I told myself I never wanted to be a therapist, I seen myself working in a prison or doing assessments or some sort of writing. SURPRISE! That’s not how my life turned out lol! I interviewed at a county jail and quickly realized it was not for me, also my fiancé (later husband, later ex-husband) was not keen on me pursuing that either. I finished graduate school and ten months later began working at a psychiatric hospital where I remained for nine years and the rest is history.
My whole life, my parents always told me I was destined to do amazing things, they were always so proud of how smart I was/am, they constantly instilled hard work ethic in me and continue to encourage me at the age of 36. So why is it that I constantly have an internal battle with myself telling myself certain things are impossible for me? That “I’ll never be out of debt” or “I’ll never be capable of making a successful income with network marketing” or “you’ll never be a successful author” you name it, I’ve thought about it (hello limiting beliefs). Well you know what? FUCK THAT SHIT! I CAN and WILL make a successful income from network marketing, I WILL be successful with my coaching business, I WILL get myself out of debt, AND I CAN ACHIEVE FUCKING GREATNESS BECAUSE I AM ME! Dream big baby, it’s the only way! YOU CAN DO THIS!
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