I feel that this is the sequel to the article I wrote last week about being laid off from Expedia. I hope this one doesn't suffer from the sequel curse like Blade Runner (yes, it still hurts).
I moved to Canada in 2014. Four months passed, there was almost no money for the rent, and a friend insisted: Apply to this job, I want you to work with me… The first lesson: think twice before saying yes to work with a close friend. Let’s leave that one for another occasion.
The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.
How many of you can imagine that a fifteen years old girl just wanted to die? How many of you can think of a person you know that have actually committed suicide? We don't talk much about it, do we? We hide behind perfect smiles all the shadows until there is too much to hide. "Leave your problems at home." "You have to move on." "Fake it until you make it." Or my favorite, the Vegas rule: "What happens at home stays there." My home was no Las Vegas, but we certainly know how to keep things in secret.
As a Productivity Coach, I must say that it's very tempting to create a universal and infallible method to make everyone's day more "productive." I even could sell this method and create a funnel and all the things that the majority offers.