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How I Found My Why
- Hustleandheart0
- Jul 7, 2019
- 3 min read
Updated: Jul 13, 2019
After I decided to find a side hustle so that I would always have a Plan B I took off running. I never do anything half ass ( which is a major problem for someone living with a chronic illness). So if I was going to sell skincare I was going to sell it to every person I knew with skin. I started making real money, like supplement my monthly teacher salary kind of money and if I'm being honest I couldn't believe this was actually working! But the products are good guys. They are as close to medical grade as you are going to get without a prescription and they are delivered straight to your door. Made by doctors shipped like amazon
YES .PLEASE.
So the products start selling themselves and I'm feeling pretty good about myself. Selling my skincare, making some serious cash. And then I earn a trip with my company. A retreat to the most amazing place I've ever been to, a sweet farm in South Carolina. They are doing big things. Big amazing things with the money they are earning selling skincare. They are changing peoples lives, they are giving safe havens to people who have no where to go, they are employing and giving dignity and independence to people with disabilities
(something very close to my heart). It was on that trip that I was humbled. Here I was thinking I was killing it. Crushing life, full speed ahead rocking my new side hustle. It was on that trip that I realized, I wasn't even close.
On the plane that day my friend and coach encouraged me to find my WHY. I mean I thought I knew it, I was selling skin care to have a plan B. ( insert eyeroll I've literally said this a million times). But what she said next shook me to my core. She said "keep going".... She said "Why?" at the time I didn't have an answer. During the retreat we were challenged to write down our biggest fear. I wrote down " What if I don't want to work anymore" I heard my coaches voice in my head.....keep going…..and then I crossed it out. Because that is bullshit. I wrote down " what if I can't work anymore".....and then I crossed it out....Because that is bullshit too. What I wrote down next shocked me. "What if I die from damn Lupus and I leave my kid without a mom?". And then I tore up the paper. Because God forbid my biggest fear was actually out in the world for anyone to see.
That day I found my WHY. The biggest fattest WHY imaginable. This journey was not about me anymore. This journey was about finding other autoimmune warriors who are intermittently well and need a plan B. ANYONE who is struggling, with anxiety, depression, the identity of motherhood in general for goodness sakes, to have an outlet. Something that is just for them. That can help other people, that they can do from home ( or the hospital), that they can do with kids hanging on them, that can make them serious money. That can provide them a Plan B. That day I started my journey to find my true authentic self, and this website, this blog is just the beginning. I would love to have you reach out if you're interested in joining a team of autoimmune warriors who want to kick ass and take names. Because chronic illness does not define you if you don't let it.
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