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Before you start reading this you must know, that I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm looking for solutions and to let know anyone who might be in the same position where I'm now that they are not alone as I feel sometimes.
Also, this might be the only place where people actually might get it that sometimes it gets lonely in the trenches.
I’ve been lying to myself for a very long time.
I’ve always seen myself as this asskicking motherfucker that can do whatever the fuck he wants and thinks that the world is laid out for the taking.
I still believe that the world is laid out for the taking, the issue is that I’m not this asskicking motherfucker that does whatever he wants.
Deep down I’m a lazy asshole that doesn’t want to do anything. Although my ambitions are big and I believe that if you work hard at something you will achieve it, I don’t think that I have the character for it. I just can’t pull myself together to do the things that are necessary. Like working long hours and dedicating myself to a one single thing.
I don’t know why, maybe it is the fear of losing out on other opportunities. The problem with not dedicating myself to the promises that I make to myself is that I basically dig the hole bigger for myself. It is a paradox.
You see, I make a promise to myself. Then I don’t keep that promise and I fail on it. That makes me beat up myself even more and lose respect towards myself… or whatever is there left from it.
I think that I don’t care what others think of me, but for the last YEAR that is all I’ve been trying to do. To get other peoples approval.
I go out drinking every weekend not because I really enjoy drinking, but that is the only way I can meet people and get them to approve to me that I’m a cool guy, that I’m this cool guy who knows how to have fun.
Well but then the next day you wake up and it is gone, I’m back to the life where I can’t keep promises to myself. Failing myself over and over again.
I could give it all up and just live a regular life, like most of the people will by getting a job that pays shit, then complain about my boss or coworkers, blame the government for everything, and sit at the TV every evening.
I’m actually doing it now, well at least the TV part. But the problem is that I can’t drop it, drop the ambition of doing something better, doing something bigger. It just bugs me, but it doesn’t bug me enough to do something about it and therefore I procrastinate and that brings me back at digging the whole bigger.
I’m angry with myself for not doing what I know I’m capable of doing and leaving my life on the table. The life that I would want to live. But that brings me to asking myself is that really the life that I want? The hustlers life, but if not then why in THE FUCKING HELL I CAN’T DROP IT?
I’m young and maybe this is just a part of my life where I try to decide what I want to do with it, but I’ve had this conversation with myself for the last 5 years. And I just can’t stick with something. And that just adds more doubt.
The point of my rattling: If anyone is where I am – feeling alone, fighting the fight within without anyone understanding you, know, that you are not alone in this, you are not the only one in this world who is there. Make no mistake – this is a fight for your life, for the life that you are going to live. And even if you’re digging the hole for yourself and can’t seem to stop remember, at one point you’re going to hit the bedrock where you can’t dig deeper. And I think that at that point you will have to choose to either starve and die or start digging a way out of there.
And if anyone here has been where I’m now and got out, please do share how you did it. Because I truly believe that the only thing that matters in whatever you’re doing is mental game. Because if that is right, then you are going to WIN.
Also, this might be the only place where people actually might get it that sometimes it gets lonely in the trenches.
I’ve been lying to myself for a very long time.
I’ve always seen myself as this asskicking motherfucker that can do whatever the fuck he wants and thinks that the world is laid out for the taking.
I still believe that the world is laid out for the taking, the issue is that I’m not this asskicking motherfucker that does whatever he wants.
Deep down I’m a lazy asshole that doesn’t want to do anything. Although my ambitions are big and I believe that if you work hard at something you will achieve it, I don’t think that I have the character for it. I just can’t pull myself together to do the things that are necessary. Like working long hours and dedicating myself to a one single thing.
I don’t know why, maybe it is the fear of losing out on other opportunities. The problem with not dedicating myself to the promises that I make to myself is that I basically dig the hole bigger for myself. It is a paradox.
You see, I make a promise to myself. Then I don’t keep that promise and I fail on it. That makes me beat up myself even more and lose respect towards myself… or whatever is there left from it.
I think that I don’t care what others think of me, but for the last YEAR that is all I’ve been trying to do. To get other peoples approval.
I go out drinking every weekend not because I really enjoy drinking, but that is the only way I can meet people and get them to approve to me that I’m a cool guy, that I’m this cool guy who knows how to have fun.
Well but then the next day you wake up and it is gone, I’m back to the life where I can’t keep promises to myself. Failing myself over and over again.
I could give it all up and just live a regular life, like most of the people will by getting a job that pays shit, then complain about my boss or coworkers, blame the government for everything, and sit at the TV every evening.
I’m actually doing it now, well at least the TV part. But the problem is that I can’t drop it, drop the ambition of doing something better, doing something bigger. It just bugs me, but it doesn’t bug me enough to do something about it and therefore I procrastinate and that brings me back at digging the whole bigger.
I’m angry with myself for not doing what I know I’m capable of doing and leaving my life on the table. The life that I would want to live. But that brings me to asking myself is that really the life that I want? The hustlers life, but if not then why in THE FUCKING HELL I CAN’T DROP IT?
I’m young and maybe this is just a part of my life where I try to decide what I want to do with it, but I’ve had this conversation with myself for the last 5 years. And I just can’t stick with something. And that just adds more doubt.
The point of my rattling: If anyone is where I am – feeling alone, fighting the fight within without anyone understanding you, know, that you are not alone in this, you are not the only one in this world who is there. Make no mistake – this is a fight for your life, for the life that you are going to live. And even if you’re digging the hole for yourself and can’t seem to stop remember, at one point you’re going to hit the bedrock where you can’t dig deeper. And I think that at that point you will have to choose to either starve and die or start digging a way out of there.
And if anyone here has been where I’m now and got out, please do share how you did it. Because I truly believe that the only thing that matters in whatever you’re doing is mental game. Because if that is right, then you are going to WIN.