Back in high school, and the early years of university, I was dating a guy who – while I think about him rarely – noticeably influenced who I am today.
Why am I bringing this up now, years after the fact? Because there’s one thing he said to me that still stings. Not because of how he said it, or the hurt I felt at the time, but because of the truth behind the words.
He had turned to me, after a couple of years dating, and told me he’d hoped I had chosen to study in the UK like I’d been thinking about, because I never finish anything I start.
Of course, it stung that he had hoped I would move to (literally) the other side of the world. It stung so bad I didn’t hear what he was really saying. (Also. I stayed with this guy after that… What the?)
But – years on – that comment stays with me as perhaps the most solid piece of feedback I have ever received. I am not naturally inclined to finish what I’ve started. I have to work really hard to make sure I see something to the end. Something I still find really hard.
So I invite you – enthusiastic, caring and vocal followers to hold me accountable.
I have goals.
I have set the expectations.
I will finish this. I will reach my goals.