I believe in dreaming big, (I have to in order to be creative), but I'm also on the heels of having suffered an extreme crisis of confidence and I'm a bit lost.
I'm trying very hard to pull up my boot straps and put on my big girl pants, but I'm devastated. I feel shame and humiliation and I'm angry with myself. Some days, the self-recriminations are deafening.
I know this too shall pass. But within this dervish, I've never felt more alone. I have my family's support and that's awesome, it really is. Still, my days are tinged with moments of distress. I'm dis-connected and in need of focus and accountability beyond what I should be doing, because I believe this is the key that will break this in-iimbo spell.
