Some people meet me now and only know this version. the employed version. The dependable version. The leadership version. The one who knows how to steady the room when things get hard. But if you pulled random people from random ages of my life and asked them where they thought I’d end up? Some of them would’ve never guessed this life for me. I have lived in my car behind the same bar that fed habits I thought would swallow me whole. I have skipped meals so my kids wouldn’t have to. I have shown up to work knowing the electricity was out until payday. I have smiled through workdays while privately trying to survive my own life. I’ve buried people I loved. Watched some disappear into prison systems. Watched others lose battles nobody could see from the outside. I’ve learned that grief doesn’t always come with funerals. Sometimes people leave in pieces while they’re still alive. And maybe that’s exactly why I see potential in people so quickly. Because when you’ve li...
I had a leader who used to tell me, You need to soften your tone. People will accept the message better. Put sugar on top and sugar on the bottom. Sugar on top. Sugar on the bottom. Mess in the middle. At the time, it made sense. It sounded like emotional intelligence. Like care. Like strategy. And years later, I still think about it.Because now I notice it everywhere. I notice when people do it to me.I notice when I do it to others. I notice the pause after the compliment, when the air changes slightly. When the person receiving it braces just a little. Waiting. Not for the compliment to land. But for the correction they assume is coming next. What I have noticed is people aren’t receiving the coaching or correction any better because of the sugar. But they are learning to fear the compliment. I remember telling a friend at work, That was great. Even though the presentation started slow, you hit it out of the park. It was the best I’ve ever seen you do. She never got past the eve...