My BetterHelp Experience – 11% Growth In 10 weeks

(advertorial – affiliate links included.) I was pacing the floor. Again. The clock on the wall chirped. Why I ever thought it was a good idea to buy a clock that sings like a bird, I’ll never know. And right now it was a painful reminder that it was 3 am, my business was failing, family life was overwhelming, I was failing in my relationships as a father, husband and friend and I had lost all confidence in my ability to make decisions. Worst of all, I was alone. Just me and my demons. I poured a finger of whiskey and took two more melatonin. I had always sworn that I would never self-medicate. But this was the third night of little sleep. As the bird lock chirped again I stumbled into bed and collapse in an angry, sweaty sleep. Someone was chasing me. And I was being forced to jump to my death from this bridge to the shallow river below. There was no way out. They were closing in. Demons. The other day while driving past Yakov’s show in Branson, I joked that if my generation of artists don’t stop killing themselves, there won’t be anyone for me to watch in Branson when I’m an old fart. It’s so true it hurts. Every second of every day we interact with a growing number of individuals. Our every decision weighs in their judgemental balance. The pressure of being a celebrity has killed many a person. And now, the average individual lives out their lives as a “mini celebrity” in front of hundreds of people. It’s unnatural. And just...
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