COACHING & MENTORING fOR REAL PEOPLE WITH REAL F*CKING PROBLEMS
RESET MOMENTS
Sometimes it takes one word. One sentence.
Heard a thousand times —
until one day, it hits different.
That’s the moment your mind resets.
And so much changes.
Here are some of those moments!
MOMENT 1 The Marriage Reset
I was walking through the forest — again. Same path. Same story. Same damn monologue I’d been repeating for thirteen years.
Talking to myself about my disaster of a marriage. Complaining. Justifying. Searching for answers — alone.
Because my partner didn’t want to, or couldn’t, take part.
And I was going mad. Maybe I already was.
My business was crumbling. My life was fading into something I didn’t even recognise anymore.
Just me, my broken marriage, my non-existent partnership, and my addiction to misery — the same misery I grew up with as a child.
And still, I kept fighting. Trying to make it work. Trying to fix something that wasn’t mine to fix.
Trying to save what was already gone.
Then, one morning — rain falling, sun breaking through in flashes — I took the same path I’d walked hundreds of times before. But this time, I went early. Not in the afternoon. And five minutes in — it hit me.
Like a bullet. Like lightning through my skull.
I stopped. Frozen mid-step.
And it came: Why the hell am I basing my entire life on this one toxic thought — that my marriage is broken?
Why am I eating like shit, treating myself with no respect, letting my business die, my dreams fade —
all because my relationship isn’t the way I want it to be?
And for once — I didn’t argue with it. I didn’t analyse it. I just listened. I connected to myself!
And right there, in the middle of that forest, something reset.
From that exact moment — I changed.
My perspective shifted. My marriage started changing. My business, my energy, my focus — everything took on a new life.
Because I finally stopped obsessing over what was broken — and started building what was still possible, particularly from a place of me and not the me and someone else.
That was the day I got my power back.
Alek
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MOMENT 2 The Responsibility Reset
I was sitting in my car. Engine off.
Just sitting there — staring out the window, scrolling through messages that didn’t matter.
Another day wasted pretending to be busy.
Another day avoiding the truth: I wasn’t stuck because of life — I was stuck because of me.
Every time something went wrong, I blamed someone.
My partner. My clients. The economy.
Hell, even the weather.
And yet, everywhere I went, the same chaos followed.
Different faces. Same patterns.
Then one afternoon, in that silent car park, I caught my own reflection in the mirror —
and it hit me.
Like a slap.
Like a truth that had been waiting years to be heard.
The common denominator in every problem I’ve ever had… is me.
Not in a self-hating way — in a freeing way.
Because if I’m part of the problem,
then I’m also the one with the power to change it.
I sat there — no music, no distractions —
just breathing that in.
And something shifted.
The weight dropped.
Responsibility didn’t feel like guilt anymore — it felt like power.
From that moment, I stopped blaming.
Stopped waiting.
Stopped outsourcing my life to circumstances.
That was the day I stopped being the victim —
and became the driver again.
Yves
MOMENT 3 The Identity Reset
For most of my life, I played a role.
The strong one. The reliable one. The one who “has it all together.”
And the truth is — I wore it well.
Smiled when I wanted to scream.
Worked when I wanted to rest.
Loved people who couldn’t love me back.
All because I thought being needed meant being loved.
But one night — lying there in the dark, phone face-down,
the quiet hit different.
There was no noise left to hide behind.
And in that stillness, a voice inside whispered —
“You’ve built your whole life on proving you’re enough.”
It was brutal.
Because I knew it was true.
Every achievement.
Every body transformation.
Every relationship I tried to fix.
Every time I gave more than I had —
was me begging to be seen.
And I realised…
I was never chasing success.
I was chasing safety.
That night, something cracked open.
I stopped running.
Stopped performing.
And I met myself — the one beneath all the noise.
Not the fighter.
Not the partner.
Not the survivor.
Just me — finally enough, without earning it.
From that moment, everything softened.
I didn’t lose my drive. I just stopped using it to fill a void.
That was the night I stopped needing to be someone —
and started being myself.
Rick
MOMENT 4 — The Forgiveness Reset
For years, I waited for an apology.
From my mother.
From my father.
From life, maybe.
I waited for someone to admit what they did,
to say the words that would finally make sense of the pain.
But they never came.
They never do.
And I realised — I was building my peace
on the idea that they had to understand me first.
That my healing depended on them feeling sorry.
But it doesn’t.
It never did.
One day — I don’t even know what triggered it —
I was standing in front of the mirror,
and for the first time, I said it out loud:
“They don’t owe me peace. I do.”
It broke something.
And it freed something.
Because forgiveness isn’t about letting them off the hook —
it’s about unhooking yourself.
You stop needing them to feel what you felt.
You stop waiting for justice.
You stop expecting closure from people who can’t even face their own truth.
And instead, you choose yourself.
You choose to stop bleeding from wounds they’ll never clean.
That was the day I stopped being their child —
and started being my own parent.
Frederic
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MOMENT 5 — The Control Reset
I used to think control was safety.
That if I planned enough, worked enough, cared enough —
I could keep everything from falling apart.
But life doesn’t care about your plans.
People leave.
Things break.
Dreams shift.
And sometimes, what you thought was “meant to be”
was only meant to teach you.
For years, I held on too tightly.
To people.
To outcomes.
To the idea that I could somehow manage the chaos.
But all it did was exhaust me.
And underneath it all was one quiet truth —
I wasn’t afraid of losing control.
I was afraid of being alone.
Then one night, I sat in that silence I used to run from.
No music. No messages. No distractions.
Just me — and the sound of my own breathing.
And I realised —
nothing’s missing.
Nothing’s broken.
There’s just space.
And peace.
That was the moment I stopped gripping life —
and started trusting it.
Since then, I still plan. I still care.
But I don’t cling.
Because the moment you stop forcing life to make sense —
it finally starts flowing again.
Mette
MOMENT 6 — The Life Reset
It happened the day I stopped rushing.
Stopped chasing.
Stopped trying to get somewhere — fast.
For years, I lived like time was running out.
Always chasing the next thing —
the next win, the next high, the next version of myself.
I was addicted to becoming —
and terrified of simply being.
Then one morning, I woke up and felt nothing.
No urge to run, no noise in my head.
Just stillness.
And for the first time, it didn’t scare me.
Because that’s when I realised —
I’ve spent most of my life trying not to die,
instead of actually living.
Life isn’t something you achieve.
It’s something you allow.
That day, I made peace with slowness.
With silence.
With not knowing what’s next.
And suddenly — everything started breathing again.
That was the day I stopped surviving life —
and started living it.
Alex