Well, that was quite the intro. The motivational flame is blazing, the hype is real, i’m basically a human torch of ambition…
And then it all fizzles out with one simple question:”Ok, now what?”
Do i become a mysterious wanderer with a tragic backstory and cool boots?
do i train to become a pirate-not for the treasure, just for the dramatic hats?
Do i finally become someone who drinks enough water and remembers where their charger is?
Do i adopt a hundred cats and become their benevolent overlord?
All of the above?!
The possibilities are endless! Instagram say so! TikTok screams it at me at 3AM! You too can be rich, successful, glowing, gluten-free, and emotionally stable… But let’s be real for a sec.
If you’r not careful, life will punch you square in the teeth with a fist labeled”REALITY” wearing brass knuckles that say “LOL nope!”
Not everyone’s going to make it.
Harsh? Yes.
True? Also yes.
There are people out there who’ve hustled so hard they’ve worn out their souls and possibly a hip, and thy are still stuck in the same spot (just more tired and slightly crispier).
So here’s the question:
Are you still willing to try?
Willing to fail in cinematic, slow-mo, soundtrack-worthy fashion even if you gave it everything?
(Yes! I hear you say)
That, my friend, is courage. Not fearlessness. Don’t confuse this two.
Fearlessness is, quite simply, the art of telling fear to take a number and wait in line while you ride a unicycle through a ring of fire, blindfolded (to sum it up, it’s lack of fear.)
Courage is standing tall with a tremble in your lip, a tear in your eye, and pants… possibly full of regret tacos.
Still standing, though.
Now what’s the first step?
No clue.
I’m as lost as socks in a laundromat.
Shocked?
You shouldn’t be. I’m not an influencer, not a motivational wizard, not a rags-to-riches story on your “For You” page.
I’m just me.
And honestly? That’s usually enough.
Let’s start dumb and small.
Don’t know what you want? Cool. But i bet you know what you don’t want.
Write down the stuff that makes you scream-the “Nope, never, not in this life” list.
Once that’s out of the way, you’ll start to spot some “Eh… maybe?” options.
It’s not the perfect system. (Actually, calling it a “system” is generous. It’s more a loose pile of vibes.)But it’s something.
There are shinier guides out there, probably written by people who own white furniture.
But this?
This is real.
This blog is my start. It’s not fancy. It doesn’t come with a free ebook or morning routine.
But in a world that feels like a never-ending game of dodge ball, where the balls are made of existential dread, sometimes just starting anything is enough.
So i’ll leave you with the magic words i wish someone whispered to me during my childhood, or at least during my 3rd spiral of the week:
“Yes, the world is a dumpster fire wearing a party hat.. but you’ll be fine.
Because i know you’ve got that weird, wonderful spark that makes stars jealous.”
Now go forth.
Trip fabulously. Fail loudly.
Be unhinged. Be you.
