Ever since my last post, I’ve been pondering this. I don’t think I’ve ever made a profound difference on anyone’s life. I don’t know if even I did, I would feel fulfilled in any way.
I’m proud of my own achievements. But I’d like to at least help one person achieve their goals.
I have spent hours upon hours telling others how I managed to succeed in achieving my goals. Only to watch people either grab their mental teddy bear in fear of upsetting their comfort zones, or try and give up almost as quickly as they started.
Even after they have pummeled me with questions to tweak or better understand the steps I used in my journey.
I have to wonder if I just don’t have what it takes to inspire others. But I want to. Though perhaps it’s not me. It’s those I try to help, failing to have the willpower to follow through with their own desires.