Are you a recovering people pleaser? I know I am. It’s not pretty. Let’s just say that self care was never a priority and boundaries were barely even in my wheelhouse. O-blivious. I’ve often joked that I’m Rita Van Winkle, the great granddaughter of Rip, and we fall asleep for 20 year increments in our lineage. But it really isn’t funny.

So, I was this many years old when I learned that sociologists refer to self-aware people as unicorns. Because, rare. Did you know this?!

Now the pendulum seems to have swung to the opposite extreme and I’m an “introspector.” I’ve established and continue to renew my commitment to self development. I want to become a unicorn. I’m just smart enough to know that I don’t know how to do that. It’s an experiment. The stumbling block for me, where my defensiveness fails to serve me, is that I don’t give a flip what others think of me. With the exception of a few people I’m close to and respect enormously, nope. Not interested. You have to be equally committed to your own self development or stop wasting my time.

But I do know one thing for sure: ain’t no way out but through. And so we might as well get to it, shall we?