The only difference between you and the successful version of yourself you dream about is the effort involved. Successful-dream-you has been rejected tons, but they just carried on anyway. And carrying on doesn’t have to mean being doing yoga and working full-time whilst working on side-projects and having a great social life.
I can barely believe that back in August I was told there was a 90% chance my BONE WOULD DIE and I’d likely have fusion surgery and it would be all dramatic and terrifying and I wouldn’t walk again and my whole life would change.
Guess who started their own copywriting and photography business and is going all freelance and stuff?
I’m so excited. I’m also a bit scared. And though I believe in my writing and photography talents, making that first big scary step into believing in yourself is pretty terrifying.
A long while back I was A Vegan Adventurer, then it was A Vegan Abroad, then A Vegan Mess (all apt for the time), and now… it feels like A Vegan Adventurer is the right fit for me after all. It’s just taken a little growing into.
A couple of weeks of treats, progress, & novelty outfits.
As we were stood in the queue it started with us being like “okay, we’ll get one each”, and then progressed to, “let’s get one each and then share one”, and then to “okay let’s just have two each”. We ended up with a box of six.
But when I’m on the wall, when I’m working out the next move, trying not to fall, thinking about placing my feet, my mind is free of everything else. I’m not freaking out about rejection, stressing out about my workload – none of it. It’s bliss. It really is.