01/20/2026
I remember one of the most stressful moments I had during this journey. I was still compleing my undergrad after being a two time college drop out, and I had worked a full day, went to class for four hours, picked up my girls from daycare, tucked them in and had to face my night. I had a 10 page paper due of which only 3.5 pages were written, my unit was on its second inspection (if you know you know 🤷‍♀️), and I only had five hours before it was time to get up and do it all again. I remember wanting to rebel against the expectations I had set for myself. I wanted to let my frustration justify my shucking my responsibilities and going to bed. Instead, while my baby girls were sleeping, I just cried. I screamed into my pillow. I banged my fists on the bed. Then I got to work. I completed the remaining six pages, rectified everything on the inspection report, took a shower, put on my make up and was in the bed in just enough time to get an hours rest. When people talk about hard, that is the moment I think back to. The moment where there was no fruit but I kept tilling. Not because anyone was making me but because I knew what the otherside of comfort looked like and I did not want to stay there. That night didn’t break me—it revealed me. What challenge will you allow to reveal you!!? Come celebrate with us at www.supportiveadvice.com/congrats for more information about our most recent study and how the our work affects you.
