I’m a bad mom…

I’m a bad mom…

I used to believe in work/life balance. I used to believe that the only way to be successful was to learn how to “turn it off”, “tone it down” and give myself strict work hours.  I used to believe everything they said. The internet marketers, the magazines, the “experts” themselves. But separating my business from my life, though I tried it, never felt like the smart thing to do.  When I had set work hours, and it was time for me to be done working, all I wanted to do in that moment was work more.  All I ever wanna do is hustle! And sometimes I wish I didn’t.. sometimes I wish I was more present with my family, every day I feel like a bad mom because my kids see me on the computer and my phone all the time. Sometimes I wish I had an “off” switch because the guilt fucking eats me up inside.  When I see other happy families at the mall, at the park, everywhere.. and none of the parents are on the phone, and instead interacting with one another or their children, but all I want to do is get online and post on social media, or send an email, or talk with my clients –  It fucking hurts.  I tell myself all the time, “get off the phone, Cassie, be more present”, but I just can’t.  I don’t know how to turn it off, and deep down I don’t really WANT to, if I’m being honest.  The mom guilt is daily. The wife guilt is daily. The GUILT is daily.  I’m honestly always...