While rocking out to Lizzo with my 11-year-old, I think: I wish I’d had Lizzo as a role model when I was 25. She’s bold, brash and unapologetic. Her music inspires me to “be my own soulmate” and to feel “good as hell.” She’s the virtual girlfriend telling us, “Got to take a deep breath, time to focus on you.” I’m thrilled my Gen Z daughter gets that messaging. I wish I’d had it, instead of the fairytale crap I was fed as a Gen X-er.
I also wish I’d had a crystal ball, so I could have recalibrated some of the choices I made over the years. Allow me to be that crystal ball for you now, and share the 5 things I’d do differently. …
When it comes to personal growth, success, and life advice, there are very few universal laws that make sense for everyone. You’re different than me and I’m different than billions of other people on the planet, so it’s quite naive to think that the same advice might help us all.
And while the internet undoubtedly improved many aspects of our lives, it also has a downside: It allows everyone to share unsolicited and often even bad advice.
And even if a piece of advice might be well-intentioned, it can cause harm if given to the wrong person at the wrong time. …
We all know the unpleasant surprise that can come with clicking “join this meeting.” Our face on the screen doesn’t meet our hopes. Instead of a suitable applicant, we look like a sleepy band groupie.
Watching your screen face feels like trying tight jeans in a bad lightened fitting room. But in a virtual job interview, the stakes are higher.
As this analysis shows, our appearance can correlate with perceived competence. The more professional we look, the higher our perceived ability.
As I inch closer to 30, I look back and realize just how formative my last eight years have been. There’s no two ways about it: your 20’s are extraordinarily important. Get things right during this decade and the benefits will compound exponentially.
I don’t say that to pressure anyone. If your 20’s are coming to a close, don’t panic—we still have our whole lives ahead of us. But for those who are lucky enough to have just graduated college, I’m writing this for you.
Here are seven things I wish I could tell my 22-year-old self. …
Back when I was a cocky twenty-something-year-old, the CEO of a $2 billion chain restaurant group offered me a senior-level position within his company. It was a fantastic opportunity for anyone but especially unbelievable for me, considering that at the time, I was just a waitress at a Hilton hotel.
Let me rewind a couple of weeks.
I had been working at the Hilton for about 6 months. I was hired as a waitress in the bar and restaurant, but high staff turnover meant that I worked across multiple areas, including reception, room service, and events. …
Ten months. That’s how long I tried to write a fiction novel.
The second a scene popped into my head, I did what I always do: I went all in with no delay.
I can write articles and short stories without knowing what I want the end result to be, which is why I thought I could do the same with the book. Turns out, writing a book is really fucking hard.
I wrote scene after scene and rewrote chapter one countless times when I found myself stuck yet again. I refused to admit I had no idea what I was doing. Why? …
I’ve spent the last seven years working in sales. In that time, the company nominated me as “top salesman” for eleven months in a row. I took several company-led courses on leadership development and was even handpicked for multiple company events statewide.
Slowly, over time, I moved up the ranks. In 2018, I made the most extensive commission check in our company’s history.
You could say that I learned a thing or two during my seven years in sales.
I work in cellular sales, which means that I work with a large variety of customers. …
When I quit my marketing job, the hardest part was admitting that I was a beginner again.
When people asked me what I did, I couldn’t say, “I work in marketing.” I had to say, “I’m a writer. No, you probably haven’t seen any of my work…”
For me, marketing was a dead-end. I was pretty high up on the mountain, which made me feel good, but I couldn’t go any higher. …
Money makes the world go round, so the saying goes. Indeed, you can’t do much without money. I know this better than most.
After three years living in Australia and New Zealand and traveling in Southeast Asia, I’d gone from a position of financial strength to one of weakness. When I was living in Barcelona, teaching English, my savings were whittled down to almost nothing. Even though I built my finances back up after working back in the UK for a few months, that soon went when I moved again.
My situation got so bad I only had a few pounds to my name in my bank account at one point. Before I left home in 2012 to go to Australia, I had more than five figures in the bank. Five years later, despite working for the majority of that time, my finances had turned to dust. …