Let me share something personal with you - for as long as I can remember, I've been caught up in what I now lovingly call my "me-first" mindset. You know how it goes - I was listening to every little whisper of my mind, thinking it had all the answers.
Like many of us, I truly believed that focusing on my own needs and wants was the key to happiness. It seemed so logical at the time!
So there I was, pouring my heart and soul into taking care of number one.
But here's the interesting part - looking back now...
What did all that self-focus really bring me?
In my search for answers, I found myself turning to alcohol.
My mind became my not-so-reliable compass, and when things didn't go my way, I found it easier to point fingers at others.
Life gave me an early taste of success in real estate, which led me to start my own agency. I became quite set in my ways, creating a workplace where "my way" became the only way. Looking back, I can smile at how certain I was about everything.
But life has a way of teaching us, doesn't it? When the money dried up, my marriage ended, and I found myself walking into a hospital's Psych Ward - still in my fancy suit but smelling of bourbon - it was quite the wake-up call.
Did this approach give me all the answers I was looking for? Did I find that lasting happiness I was chasing?
Well, my friends, I think you can guess - the answer is no.
I bubbled along the bottom of the river for about 10 years, hitting several hard places that felt like ‘Rock Bottom’. Even going to AA wasn’t rocky enough and 30 months after my first meeting, my life started to get better.
