Hi Reader,

A few days ago I stood outside a hotel in Shoreditch, on the phone to my husband, filled with rage.

I'd just spent an entire day in a room full of women I admire. Founders. Authors. Women running businesses far bigger than mine, all of them generous with what they knew.

And I left furious.

It took me a while to work out what the anger was actually about. It wasn't them. It was me, sitting in the audience as a consumer, when I know I could be the one on that stage.

Then came dinner.

A private dining room. Best-selling authors either side of me. A wellness influencer with a million followers sitting across from me. And the only free seat in the room was the one next to my mentor.

The first thing I felt was that I didn't belong at that table.

The second thing I felt was a question. How many times have I felt exactly this?

At the Center for Creative Leadership, where I was one of the youngest facilitators they had on their roster. At WWF, where I was ten years younger than everyone on my team. On paper I didn't belong in any of those rooms.

And yet, every single time, there I was.

This week's episode is the whole story. The resistance I carried all day. The stories I told myself about money right at the point things were about to shift. And the moment I stopped trying to look further along than I am, and just said what I'm actually building.

Two opportunities came out of that dinner. Both of them because I spoke up, shared what I believe, and shared my work.

🎧 LISTEN HERE​

Hit reply and tell me something, which room have you been circling but not walking into?

I read every reply.

With love,
Amanda

P.S. If someone you know is quietly convinced they're the least qualified person in their own field, send them this one.