Today I’m talking about a subject close to my heart…. The fear of missing out (known, in a rather deceptively cute way, as FOMO). My FOMO particularly manifests in the warmer months, what I jokingly refer to as my “summertime sadness”.
I’ve always had a fear of missing out – when I was a kid I wondered what other kids were doing on their school holidays. When I was sunning myself on a Sydney beach I thought to myself… I wonder what women my age in New York are doing right now. Now I live in Manhattan and I think in August, hey… is the Hamptons where all the fun is at?
I’ve learned some killer tricks along the way that massively help with FOMO – whether it’s to do with dating, networking, or plain old over-thinking. The last one has plain old kicked me in the butt more than once! And I thank God it has.