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really, "friend"?

In my last post, I talked about the crazies who were friending me on facebook. I started accepting requests from people whose profiles didn't contain vulgarity or illegal substances, just to see what might happen. This DM from one of those "friends" was too good not to share. I won't share the person's identity but they fit roundly within one of the two personas I described in my last post. I emboldened my favorite claim of the DM.

"Hi, let me send you a quick message to explain why I reached out. Right now I’m doing Breakthrough Sessions (at zero cost) that take you through a powerful, step-by-step process, proven to unlock your most extraordinary life.

As humans, we naturally reject the unfamiliar and easily get trapped in our comfort zones, which unintentionally robs the “unlocked” mind of the success and joy you see others creating so effortlessly. But you know what? It’s entirely possible to rewire your brain!

Whether you’re a professional or business owner, this session will give you the practical tools to elevate your personal growth, as we together shatter every limitation that has ever dared hold you back! My goal is to help 50 women access the same life-changing tools I’ve discovered over the last 11 years, and help them increase anything from fulfillment, confidence and self-love! There are no strings attached BTW, I’d just like to have a conversation to help you out.
So if you’re interested just let me know 🙂"

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