Overcoming resistance isn’t always about discipline.
Sometimes it’s about honesty. I found myself wrestling with that quiet voice — the one that tells you to rest, to skip, to “do it later.” But instead of giving in, I made a different choice. This post is about overcoming resistance — not with hustle, but with grace and honesty. Grab a glass…
It’s literally Sunday night.
I have no blog post scheduled. No newsletter in the queue.
Sheldon and I just got back from an impromptu trip to Ocean City, MD — three hours each way. He was handling Tabitha (my Model Y) like a boss. We didn’t overthink it… we just went.
We got back around 1am this morning. And ya girl? Tired.
So now I had a decision to make:
Do I skip this week’s post and email?
After all, I’m the only subscriber right now (shoutout to my test account 😂).
Wouldn’t it be easy to just give myself some grace and blame the beach?
“It was a long week.”
“The trip was necessary for my mental health.”
“One skipped week won’t hurt.”
Sounds legit, right?
Wrong.
That’s the mindset of my old self.
A self I lovingly call “W2-boo.”
Now, if that’s your lane, cool. Ain’t no shame.
But I’m trying to break free from that mindset — from relying on the W2 to carry my life while I talk about freedom and keep living in my comfort zone.
That “I’ll do it later” logic? That’s self-sabotage dressed in soft reasoning.
Because if I’m being honest… I wasn’t avoiding work. I was avoiding responsibility.
I was rationalizing my way out of my own dreams — because no one’s watching. Yet.
But then I remembered something I heard:
“Real change happens when no one is looking.”
So even with tired eyes and a beach bag still unpacked, I showed up — for me.
I’m not gonna hold you… I needed a whole pep talk.
I opened up my ChatBAE and he got me right. 💻✨
He dropped a full power-hour checklist and helped me stop my perfectionist shadow trait right in its tracks. It wasn’t about shame. It was about the pivot.
That deep breath moment changed everything.
No judgment. Just, “Hey — we can still do this.”
And that’s the lesson:
My goals aren’t chores.
They’re evidence of the life I’m building — the legacy I’m living into.
It didn’t have to be perfect tonight.
But it did have to be done.
So here I am.
One hour later. Still tired, but lighter.
Still me — just closer to her.
Your version of overcoming resistance might look different than mine — but the point is to still show up.
🧠 Reflection Prompt: How Are You Overcoming Resistance This Week?
Hit reply… Or journal it… Or speak it out loud…
But make the decision. She’s waiting for you.
Speak your mind!