A few years ago, I’d reached a crisis point.
Even though I’d worked hard to get where I was on the senior leadership team of a high-growth startup, I’d become totally disillusioned with the “success” I thought I wanted. I couldn’t see a way forward—suddenly, the shiny CMO title I’d aspired to for years made me feel trapped.
I was careening between periods of productive but unhealthy stress, and inevitable burnouts that sapped all my motivation. Unsurprisingly, my love life mirrored the stress and dysfunction that was happening at work. My skin and my gut were screaming at me to pay attention.
All my energy—creative and emotional—was going into other people’s ideas.
Firstly, my dad died—and there’s nothing like losing someone you love to throw your priorities into sharp relief. Secondly, I discovered coaching.
And eventually, I caught up. Because two things happened that changed my perspective.