It’s time. It has to happen. Time to stage an intervention, or in this case, an inter-friend-tion, with Genine. Time to tell her straight. That’s what friends are for, right?
Genine, I love you, but I need to say this. I am worried about you. You need to stop. To breathe. To learn to say no. To let go. To back the hell off. You are drowning. Big time. Yes, we all know you like to think of yourself as invincible, but you’re not. You are human. And you are trying to do too much. I know there is a lot to do, but you are but one woman!
And I should know, I’m the queen of trying to do too much, but recently I realised that I was failing. At everything. And I’m worried you’ll go the same way. I can see that you’re suffering, struggling. You don’t like to admit it, but you are. You really can’t give 100 per cent to everything. No, you can’t. Not even you.
We all know you’re a control freak. You like to be in charge. Of everything. But you can’t do it all and be it all, all the time. Something has to give. Your health? You sanity? It’s okay if you can’t do everything. Time to ask for help, to learn to say ‘I can’t', to come to terms with the fact that you are not some kind of invincible super hero in killer heels and a matching cape. I know you soooo wanna be …
You need to stop starting conversations with “Oh I am just so busy doing a million things …”, as you’re dangerously close to slipping into martyr mode and all you’re doing is reminding yourself that you’re stressed. It’s a mode I do well. And it aint pretty. You know it – you told me! And you need to sleep. Through the night. It’s not normal to wake up and stress – again, I speak from experience! Could be a little ‘pot calling the kettle stressed’ action going on here actually …
My friend, you are capable and intelligent and powerful and creative and intuitive and amazing and successful and gorgeous. But you are just one person. So, I am ordering you to take a day off this week. A day off. Remember those? We used to have them, before we decided that working seven days a week was a good idea (WTF BTW?). Just one day. The world won’t stop. Alli & Genine is in capable hands (ha!) and we have a bloody awesome team in our “other world” in publishing land. Promise we won’t break anything while you’re gone.
Exciting times are ahead for us my friend. But it won’t be any fun to do it without you … and I’m worried I’ll be shipping you off to the funny farm (a la Hannible Lector) if you don’t slow down soon! Seriously – do you know how hard it would be to find another ‘Genine’ to take your place? Especially one who spells their name the non-traditional way – with a G and an E? Impossible!
Together we will delegate and prioritise and shuffle and manage. We will get there. We always do, don’t we?
Guidance appreciated friends – I think Genine will need a hand learning to say no and delegate! Tips please! Have you pushed yourself too far and fallen in a heap?
Love you G9!