Entrepreneurship, Depression, and Blind Faith
I’ve started and failed businesses since I was 17. They range from touring in a band to printing shirts to making websites. Along the way I picked up some knowledge from each “failure” and applied it to the next venture. I’ve learned the following:
- I’m not good with business partners
- No one cares about your cool idea unless it helps their problem
- Knowing your target market is the key to successful marketing
- You’re completely alone
Make no mistake if you are thinking of starting a business that this shit is easy. Because it’s FUCKING NOT. It’s a roller coaster everyday. And for some reason every asshole who has never started a business or even put a single ounce of effort into creating and selling their own product has an opinion or advice. To those people I say, “Go fuck yourself.”
So what is this post all about? Is it a bitch fest?
Eh, it’s not meant to be but could be taken that way.
I’m writing this for my own personal gain. That’s 100% it. I need an outlet because if I don’t express this shit I am going to explode. I’m also writing to give you a real perspective into what the books and blog posts and TV shows don’t tell you.
You always hear the story after they’ve made it to the top of the mountain. There’s never a perspective from the journey itself. Especially one where the outcome is completely unknown.
That’s what this is. It’s a raw look into the real life of an entrepreneur who has to drag his ass out of bed each day and tell himself today is going to be great.
I do this because that’s what “The Secret” tells me. If you think negative then you attract negative. If you think positive then gold is supposed to pour out of your ass even though you didn’t put any effort into it. Again, that’s what the Law of Attraction teaches us in every fucking book I read.
So why do you still do this Mike? Why not just get a job working for someone else?
I’ve gone back and forth on this and believe I am completely unemployable at this point. There’s freedom in knowing I create my day however I choose.
If I had to sit in an office with set hours and have someone dictate my role I would punch myself in the dick on a daily basis.
The thing that keeps me going is my gut. It tells me what I am doing will one day pan out and money won’t be a concern. I want to do great things. I want to know that what I am doing is helping people. I want to make a difference and be something.
However, there is no guarantee this will work. My guarantee is that I have to get my ass out of bed each day and make this happen. Because this is all I have.
The worst part of being an entrepreneur, besides being in debt and broke and depressed, is that you have to feel accomplished every day. If you don’t then it fucks with your spirit. Each day I get my ass back in the office to try things which might not work. But that’s all part of the gig. 99% effort mixed with 1% blind faith.
I believe success is for everyone if they are willing to work for it. I believe anyone can accomplish their dreams if they just run with it and know in their heart they will achieve it.
This is the mindset that gets me through the day. Would I rather this post’s topic be how I made 10K over the weekend with some crazy sales funnel I thought ot? Umm, yeah.
Maybe that will be the next post. When that happens you can look back on what I wrote and say, “Holy shit! That dude actually did it!”
Until then I’m going to keep grinding and staying on top of my self affirmations which state I will get to where I want to be.
OK, I feel a lot better releasing that into the Universe. Sometimes you just have to do a brain dump and empty out all the marbles that are bouncing around in your head.
