What I didn’t leave behind was my identity.
The story I’d carefully crafted as the award winning , bacon bringing, client pleasing, overachiever. I had one client nickname me “Radar” (from Mash) because I had a solution before she even knew there was a problem.
But this existential expansion was NOT on my radar. It hit me fast and hard. I quickly realized that nearly everything I’d tied my value to was gone. What I was left with was uncomfortable, and it didn’t seem like I was contributing.
Most of our day to day tasks my wife could do. She even liked driving the RV. What value did I bring?
So as I stood there, soap slipping down the drain, mixed with my ego, I knew I had to change something. Enter coaching.
I learned quickly that I could make this experience mean anything I wanted.