Self-Sabotage: It’s an Inside Job

A Self Care & Wanderlust Journal ― Candace Aliké Smith, Founded 2015

It wasn’t until recently that when I, Cherise, really began to look at the notion of self-sabotage, that I realized I may not know as much as I thought I did.

In a Facebook group discussion, we were attempting to determine why we felt stuck and not achieving our dreams. The question was asked if we were sabotaging our success? To make sure I was answering honestly, I first looked at the definition for sabotage.

Sabotage: To deliberately, destroy, damage, or obstruct.

Once I saw the word deliberately, I immediately dismissed this as being a personal issue and then questioned if I had been using the word incorrectly in the past. Deliberate? That was a game changer.

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At 61, I’m Yet Alive!

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A Self Care & Wanderlust Journal ― Candace Aliké Smith, Founded 2015

Mental Health and Aging

Hi there. Cherise here.

Just eight months shy of reaching her 100th birthday, my grandmother made her transition from this life to her eternal rest. Months later, I still find myself saying, “She really did die.”

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