Most of us experience stalling at some stage in our lives. In our attempts to be all we can. In our attempts to climb as high as we can, as fast as we can.
The problem is, like an aeroplane, we can only climb so fast. If we pitch the nose up too high or carry too much weight, we run the risk of stalling. And if we do, then we’re only left with one choice.
Just like an aeroplane, the only way to recover — the only way — is to point the nose back towards the ground. You have to sacrifice height to regain lift.
For many of us, this is the last thing we want.
When we’ve had our eyes on that optimum crushing level — that perfect, enviable position we wish we were at in life — we find it hard to let go. We become so fixated on that place we lose all sense of what needs to be done here and now.
Of course, if you keep pitching up in desperation — if you refuse to accept your situation — well, then the results can be catastrophic.
Towards the end of 2019, I found myself in such a stall. I was mentally and physically exhausted. The relentlessly busy rosters and regular night flying had taken their toll. I also needed help navigating depression.
I’d known for some time I needed help, but I didn’t want to admit it. So, in desperation, I kept trying to pitch the nose up. Of…
