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My Reset

It was pretty clear I was desperate for something, and looking back on that time, I see that the weeks preceding my reset were filled with an almost frantic search for some miracle cure.

Right after the January 4 anniversary of my mom’s death, I jetted off for Dallas, where I would keynote for Deloitte at its 800-bed hotel and state-of-the-art meeting center. Sadly, it was the same hotel where I’d keynoted a year earlier — the day after my mom died. There I was, a year later, in the same place with the same people, my heart and soul in an even darker place because I now knew the crippling dimensions of grief.

It was my darkest moment. I was lost — truly lost.

Hot coals weren’t enough. Nothing was enough. I had hit my emotional rock bottom.

I contemplated getting antidepressants, but it was there in Dallas, in my deepest moments of despair, that it hit me.

I suddenly knew exactly what I had to do.

I’d pull a Forrest Gump. On the beach.

I would put myself back together.

I made the decision at 2 a.m. that Sunday morning, and I came up with a plan. I flew home that afternoon, and I started walking the next day. I was ready for my reset.

It was the most significant thing I have ever done in my life. It was my greatest gift to myself.

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