Today is an exciting day.
I get to introduce a very special friend who's been brewing some amazing shit for therapists.
Tribe, meet Lynn Dutrow, aka The Compassionate Ass Kicker.
I've asked Lynn to write a guest blog for me so that you all can get to know this amazing woman, coach, and dear friend.
She may be the new kid on the block, but Lynn is a wealth of knowledge, and my inner YBTP tribe lovingly refers to her as "The Duchess" (I'm Queen Badass, of course).
Lynn's superpower is talking anxious, Type-A therapists off the proverbial ledge and helping them begin to talk back to their Anxiety.
Take it away, Duchess!
Hey there, YBTP tribe!
OK, so I get that it may not be quite so simple AND I’m going to give you a few more tips to get you started down a path where you can teach your Asshole Anxiety a few more social skills so that it stops tripping you up quite so intensely and frequently.
Let’s lay some basic groundwork here.
If you did not raise your hand to at least one of those, then stop reading and go on about your happy little extroverted, peaceful, confident life.
Almost four years ago I hired a coach.
It was like a mic drop before that was even a thing.
Yeah yeah, that sounds nuts AND I want you to think about it. When you are feeling uneasy, worrying, or full on feeling nervous or anxious and you seek out reassurance or comfort, how long does that feeling actually last? For about 5 minutes (if you are lucky ) before the next wave of doubt washes over you and then it becomes “wash, rinse, repeat.” Sound familiar?