I’m glad that I get uncomfortable.
One of the fundamental differences between me and my friends that I left behind in my dust is that I’ve always been anxiety ridden, emotionally distraught, constantly questioning the outcome of my life.
I can tell you one thing for certain.
It drove me and motivated me to think…
“What can I do?”
I didn’t think about excuses, I didn’t blame others.
I realized that without massive action I would continue to squirm in my skin, cry myself to sleep, feel uncertain in every step.
So what did I do?
I started 4 businesses, learned the game, lost 75 lbs put on 30-40lbs of muscle, and created a whole new social circle.
While my friends from high school are doing the same old shit, getting high, being average and miserable…
I have one thing to thank for my success.
Massive discomfort with a typical life.
I didn’t choose this. I wish every day I could just be satisfied being normal. But I’m not. Call it a gift, or a curse. It is what it is.