Projectme

“You’re always working Tiffany!!” Every single acquaintance, friend, and lover I’ve ever met has said some of form of this to me, except the one person who I modeled my workaholism after. We pick up beliefs and behaviors about money and success without even realizing it. I would get angry as hell when people would complain about how much I worked, “if they only knew….” “They don’t get it, they don’t have the same goals as me” “Then you can pay my bills!!” Never did I once come to the realization that maybe I was working my self into an unhealthy state, because if I had, then I would have to face what I was using work to avoid….my deeply buried pain. Some people use drugs numb and avoid pain, some shopping, some food, for me I used work and exercise. For the record, any form of addiction will eventually kill you, some faster than others. I literally almost worked my self to death. I learned from my mom, who was a female marketing pioneer in the consumer packaged goods world, with clients like Coca Cola and Kra