Authenticity is the second direction of my self aware leadership compass and reading this it’s definitely expanded my understanding of what authenticity means.
Copping to our abuse or addiction (call it what you prefer) is more than the admission that we've lost more control than we ever realized was possible. In time, it's the full fledged acknowledgement that we can make anything crave-worthy a problem if we have enough time alone.
I still sneak food when my wife leaves the room, even though she knows because I've told her. Knowing this limitation is worth putting on the table, because while I don't fret about falling off the big wagon much these days–meaning I'm not confused about what a drink could do to make things better–I do fret about the smaller wagons. I suffer commensurately for those moments too.
And I imagine it's possible that others could suffer for them too.
More importantly, I'm not the totality of my best self for the people I love in those moments. They deserve that version as much as I do. So do the folks who look to the leaders that are brave enough to face the darkest corners of their closet, even in public.
Also: The irony of the investor balking at the confirmed record is almost laughable to this recovering addict. How many people are just one decision away from their darkest moment, getting away with an endless stream of risky (and harmful) behavior, but just hiding it well from everyone? To this mind, the wiser investment is the one on the way up. It sounds like this investor also saw that wisdom in short order.
Very interesting. Thank you for being vulnerable.
Authenticity is the second direction of my self aware leadership compass and reading this it’s definitely expanded my understanding of what authenticity means.
Thank you Dr Thomas. I'm glad to hear it made an impact :) And now I also want to know about the other directions on the compass
Ahaaaaa!! Indeed! The Self-Awareness Superhighway - available from all good book shops! 🤗📒
Copping to our abuse or addiction (call it what you prefer) is more than the admission that we've lost more control than we ever realized was possible. In time, it's the full fledged acknowledgement that we can make anything crave-worthy a problem if we have enough time alone.
I still sneak food when my wife leaves the room, even though she knows because I've told her. Knowing this limitation is worth putting on the table, because while I don't fret about falling off the big wagon much these days–meaning I'm not confused about what a drink could do to make things better–I do fret about the smaller wagons. I suffer commensurately for those moments too.
And I imagine it's possible that others could suffer for them too.
More importantly, I'm not the totality of my best self for the people I love in those moments. They deserve that version as much as I do. So do the folks who look to the leaders that are brave enough to face the darkest corners of their closet, even in public.
Also: The irony of the investor balking at the confirmed record is almost laughable to this recovering addict. How many people are just one decision away from their darkest moment, getting away with an endless stream of risky (and harmful) behavior, but just hiding it well from everyone? To this mind, the wiser investment is the one on the way up. It sounds like this investor also saw that wisdom in short order.
Well said. The amount of people just hiding it well would surprise.