I admit it. I cannot sell. I stink at selling. I am the person who couldn’t sell water to a thirsty man. I fear selling. I think of used car and insurance salesmen when I think of selling. My skin crawls when I think of selling. When I opened my firm in 2009, my main resistance was to the idea that I would have to sell. (Insert all manner of icky sound effects here). But I put on my big girl panties and began. With the help of Alexis Neely, my friend and mentor, I learned to overcome my panic-attack … Continue reading »