Anyone who works with other people has had to deal with a difficult co-worker at some point in their career. Whether it's the office brown-noser; the office gossip; the person who steals your ideas and claims them as their own; or the jealous and competitive colleague who tries to sabotage your success -- the most important thing to realize when dealing with people like this is that it's not about you.
Starting a relationship without exposing our true selves is venturing into dangerous territory -- like walking in a minefield and knowing we could trigger an explosion with every step. Many of us have experienced or witnessed such an explosion before -- a couple seems to be getting along just fine until one day, out of the blue, one party calls it quits.
Last week, a self-proclaimed 'comedian' from Canada posted a video rant to YouTube titled "Dear Fat People." I had the dubious pleasure of seeing it in its entirety, and it was really really hard to watch -- not only because of the sheer cruelty spewing from this woman's mouth, but also because I felt embarrassed for her thinking she was being 'helpful' to overweight people.
As someone who runs a business in Toronto and in New York, I divide my time equally between both cities. I am constantly stretched for time. I want to be there for everyone, but if I am, then I'm literally running on overdrive. When you work a high stakes job, it's imperative to make time for yourself.
I can't imagine I am the only woman over 50, not married or in a serious relationship, that has been told by some well meaning friend that It would be so good for me to find someone. Find someone? Is there a specific spot I should look? Is there a lost and found pile I can dig through to see if someone in there belongs to me?
Self-confidence is the belief in your ability to accomplish the task at hand. Extensive evidence shows this belief in oneself has positive impact on performance. Research shows that self-confidence is a universal skill that anyone can learn with little effort, not an innate ability reserved for the elite among us.
I don't ever want my kids to see me avoid participating in something because I'm worried about how I look, but I also want to feel comfortable and relaxed, which I find difficult in any kind of bathing suit. So thank you to the women who wear bikinis in front of my daughters, for showing my girls that confident women come in all shapes and sizes.
As parents, we have an obligation to counter the messages and images that our children are bombarded with, particularly now. If we don't put a stop to it, we're destined to have a whole generation that is not only insecure, but psychologically scarred as well. Here are some tips to help your tween/teen.
Do you wish you were the person who takes a leadership role in the workplace and who is often given roles of greater responsibility by the bosses? Do you want to become the person who is rarely beset by self-doubt, self-criticism, or insecurities about your abilities? It's all possible. You simply need to gain confidence.
2014 may have been the year of the nipple (#FreeTheNipple), but 2015 is definitely the year of the bush (#PubeGame). Pubic hair is so popular right now, it's vogue. From mild to moderate tuffs, harbouring tiny strands of love in between your legs has been all the rage so far this year and it has no intention of slowing down.
In a recent counselling session, I was struck once again by how much perfectionism limits our potential. The reality is if we allow ourselves to get lost in our perfectionistic tendencies, we will limit our ability to live to our full potential and impact others. To become an exceptionalist, follow these simple pointers.
Last night, not one African or Caribbean contestant who was not clearly of mixed heritage made it to the top 15, not one. This is 2015 not 1955. What message did last night's Miss Universe pageant send to young ladies or young men for that matter? If you're not white or near white and you don't have long hair you're not attractive or desirable? The judges really need to park their own biases at the door. If they can't then care needs to be made to select judges who don't have racial biases and a rigid idea of what beauty looks like.
I continue to carry those words with me: "fat", "ugly", "lazy", "worthless". My one positive attribute was my smarts, and I owned being smart. I shaped myself into the female equivalent of Anthony Michael Hall's character in The Breakfast Club: a dorky loner who was thrilled when she got her first pair of prescription eyeglasses.