In my 9-5, I'm constantly preaching about dealing with change. Accepting it. Rolling with it. Embracing it. Etc, etc. On the other hand, in my personal life, I could probably stand to practice what I preach.
Why is it so easy to help others accept change when it totally terrifies me?
You're looking at the girl who cries every time she moves house (which, for those who know me, is a lot).
Is the whole point of change to create some level of discomfort? If so, consider me uncomfortable. I'm up against some big changes, all good things, but different nonetheless. Wish me luck!
Ps. I promise I'll explain another day.
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