I spent years running Your Virtual Assistant, the business I started in 1998. From the outside, it looked like a success: seven figures and a big team of contractors. From the inside, I was a prisoner to the business I had built.
I was the glue holding it all together. Every decision came to me. I’d close my laptop after dinner and wake up to a full inbox and a team waiting on approvals they could have made themselves. I was a hero in a cape, and the cape was made of fear: if I stopped, even for a day, I was sure the whole thing would fall apart.
THE TURNING POINT
The best thing that ever happened to me didn’t feel like it at the time. After a big fight with my husband, I saw it clearly: work always came first. I had built this business to put my family first, yet I was sitting at the dinner table mentally answering emails while the people I love were talking.
I was bone-tired, and I realised I didn’t have a business. I had a very expensive, very exhausting job.