What if I fall?

…But darling, what if you fly?

Isn’t it interesting that each time we pursue something new there is a moment, even for a split second when we doubt our ability to succeed? I'm guilty of this way of thinking and over the years I've practiced different techniques to help me snap out of it and I'll cover that in other blog posts. ;)

One moment that stands out is my first “real” job interview.

The Lingerie Store Interview

I was applying to be a sales assistant at Rigby & Peller in Knightsbridge, a luxury lingerie store. Up until then, every job I had landed came through friends. This time, it was all on me.

I had just moved out of my parents’ home and in with my sister, her boyfriend, and a close family friend. Suddenly, I was responsible for rent, bills, and the reality of living independently. It was exciting, but also nerve-wracking. And since my parents weren’t the type to step in and help, I knew I had to make this work. (Annoying at the time, but now I’m grateful — it forced me to grow up fast.)

I remember being so nervous that I asked my sister for advice. She told me to think of actresses or movie characters I admired — women who carried the kind of confidence I wanted to show up with in my interview. To my surprise, it worked. I stopped overthinking and stepped into that energy. By the end of the interview, they told me I got the job. I can’t credit it all to that trick, but it definitely helped me get out of my head.

A Leap Across the Atlantic

Fast forward years later, to one of the biggest leaps of my life: moving from the UK to the US for work.

By then, I’d been with my company for seven years. I loved the professional growth and the chance to travel, so when the opportunity to relocate came up, I didn’t hesitate — I said yes immediately.

Why? Because I had wanted this for years. I already had family in Washington, Texas, New York, and my half-sister in Canada. The idea of being closer to them was exciting. Truth be told, I hadn’t seen them as often as I wanted (being a bit of a workaholic tends to get in the way). But when I do, I soak up every bit of family time I can.

Nerves and Growth

Of course, I was nervous. Who wouldn’t be? But those nerves never stopped me. Moving here has taught me so much about myself, lessons I’m still unpacking. One day, I’ll share more of that journey (likely on the podcast, where I’ll bring in insights from friends and family too). For now, I’ll just say: every step forward even the shaky ones have been worth it.