Thank you, Rachael Maddox, for this amazing tough love mad-libs of a sort. I needed it. I happened to read this on your site, then the next day saw it on my friend Kerilyn’s site. A sign? Hmmm. Okay, so here goes.

Dear Kyra,

This is a tough love letter. I’m only writing it because I believe in you and your deepest health and happiness so fully, and I know, plain and simple, you could use a kick in the ass right now.

The truth is, the time for wasting time is over. No more dragging your feet. It’s time for action. Like really.

Yes, down time and kid time were important because you’re raising a toddler, but now, you’re ready for your own dreams.

So if you want it, get serious about the shit that’s in the way.

If you want to feel successful you’re going to have to stop stalling. Plain and fucking simple. Instead, make the calls, talk to people.
If you want clients quit hiding already! Start talking.
If you want money then stop procrastinating. Find jobs, instead.

You CAN do this.
You can also enjoy it.
And in case those fall through, you can always wait tables. No, not really. But I’m stuck here.
Whatever it takes for partnerships to be built. Because it’s fucking time. You can’t afford to not make this work anymore. You just CAN’T.

If you keep going down that old road of excuses, poor time management, and flat out ignoring the facts, you’ll probably end up unhappy and bankrupt.

The truth is, you’re meant for designer rockstardom!!!!

Own your part in this process. DO your part. You’ve waited long enough. You’ve paid your dues. It’s time. It’s simply time.

I dare you to just fucking do it.

Crazy love & steadfast belief,
Your inner tough-love mama