I DON'T WANT TO END UP LIKE MY MUM.

The other day my mum had to upload a document to an email.

I held my breath. Because I knew what was coming. I have seen this play out more times than I can count.

She didn't know how and instead of asking for help or figuring it out, she was going to rain hell down on how stupid the process was. That she wasn't going to do it. That she'd call them instead and lose her shit down the phone.

All of it a default setting. Her nervous system had jumped straight to attack is the best form of defence.

And I watched her. And I said nothing. And I thought, jesus, how did she get here.

Because this is the same woman who made sure we always had the latest tech growing up. Who is a gamer at 68. Who has loved technology her whole life.

My dad couldn't give two shits, he was happy in his shed. But my mum? She was always the one diving in, figuring it out, loving it.

And somewhere along the way, that changed.

My screenshot button has been broken for months. It actually drives me fucking insane. I have ADHD, it probably broke because it was overused. I was saving things I was "going to read later."

God I used to love when a new Samsung Galaxy would come out. I used to research it to no end. My husband and I used to get new phones in alternate years and each of us would drive the other insane talking about how much better our phone was than theirs.

My phone is now four years old. I could not tell you what Galaxy number Samsung is up to. And I would rather have a hysterectomy than learn a new one.

I had become my mum.

We are mums. We are business owners. We run the house. We are the social media team, the accountant, the taxi driver, the counsellor. We are everything to everyone and something has to give.

And somewhere along the way, technology became the thing that gave.

Not because our brains stopped working. My brain is still just as good as it was when I was researching Samsung releases at midnight. It is not ability that has shifted. It is mindset.

Something we used to label as exciting we now label as overwhelming.

And once you label something as overwhelming, your nervous system believes you.

My mum's nervous system doesn't let her sit with the discomfort of not knowing. It tells her to attack instead.

Slam the laptop. Call them. Make it someone else's problem.

It is protecting her from the horrible feeling of being out of her depth. And she lets those feelings win.

This woman moved a family of six across the world. She built us all an incredible life, one where we have all flourished. She can handle downloading a form.

The thing is, I do want to end up like my mum. I want her courage. I want her energy. I want to be the woman who moved a family of six across the world and built something incredible on the other side of it.

I just don't want to let my emotions decide what I'm capable of learning.

Because I pushed through. I learned AI.

And I am not saying that because I want you to join our Circles. I am saying it because honestly, I have never felt this unstoppable in my life. I have all the experts I need for my business to thrive at the tip of my fingers.

All I had to do was push past "great, another thing to learn" and "I just don't like technology" and "I don't have time for this."

That is protection.

That is not real.

You absolutely can.

At Village Circles we have changed how we run our sessions. Every single one now has thirty minutes of coffee and catch up, thirty minutes of learning Claude, and then an hour of putting it straight into your business.

Not a webinar you'll never finish. Not a YouTube rabbit hole at midnight. Face to face, with women who get it.

Come and find out what's on the other side.

Sandra x