In 2022, I collaborated with a storytelling coach to develop a joint cohort. While he focused on teaching storytelling, my role was to guide participants in turning their narratives into books. I invested six months of effort into the project. However, at the eleventh hour, I backed out.
My excuse? I felt I wasn’t able to dedicate as much time to the cohort as my counterpart. I used my frequent travels as a hindrance, claiming I couldn't commit year-round.
Fast forward two years, and the cohort thrives, now augmented by another individual serving as a book coach.
I had no one else to blame but myself. I didn't know I had the tendency to sabotage my own dreams.
Regrettably, this was not the only time I did it. There's a string of similar stories, too embarrassing to recount here.
We all get in our own way, and for some, like myself, it's a recurring struggle.
What obstacles do you unwittingly place in your own way?
Have you become your own saboteur?