I have a confession to make. It’s kind of a big one.
I regularly dance with my demons.
You may be familiar with these demons. The ones that taunt, fill your thoughts with doubt, cast shadows on your successes or just tap dance on your motivation.
I would like to tell them to f*ck right off and find a new dance partner.
But they are so smooth. They know exactly what to say to get me on that dance floor and twirl me around. They know the magic words to whisper seductively to get me all worked up to self-doubting.
To read the entire article published in the Elephant Journal, please click here Dancing with the Demons within