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I still remember that morning.
I finally got to sleep around 4AM, and woke up at 6AM in a cold sweat. Every single dollar I had went into the company. I didn't have much debt due to the buyout of my company... just $2k per month in car payments. And a mortgage. A wife and two kids.
I bet they wondered how I would respond. A few months earlier, it looks like I might be able to retire before 40. I had it made. All the time spent in the trenches would finally pay off. We had house plans. Vacation plans. Life plans. I could taste it. I spent it 100x in my mind. We literally had house plans for a 9,000 square foot house that the architect had finished.
Then, I woke up in a cold sweat. Less than 24 hours earlier, it all went away. For reasons I am not free to talk about in the open forum, I lost it all. Not the wife, not the kids... but the company.
So I woke up. With my wife, but very much alone. Everything we had planned for... was... gone. The $2k in car payments (insane? depends on your perceived "income")... the house. The kids. Gas. Food. Life. The obligations remained, but the cash was... gone.
I woke up alone with my dreams. Shattered.
I had to start from zero. My monthly nut was close to $10k. I had no job. No income. No savings. Nothing but my rolodex and my mind. And my scars.
It took me a few days. That's all the time I had. It took me a few days to shake off the cobwebs. It took me a few days to put my shoes back on my feet. To breathe. To sit up. To think. Clearly.
To begin.
So... why don't you tell me more about how you can't figure out how, with your parents paying your rent and a car payment that is more like a rounding error... why you can't begin?
You don't even know yet what you don't know. Shake off the fear. You have more in hand than 99% of people who start to learn how to blaze their own path. You don't even know difficulty.
Stop F*cking crying and get on with life, or settle in to a life of flipping burgers to make money for some guy you perceive to be a big roller.
Life is hard. Cut the apron strings and get on with it.
I finally got to sleep around 4AM, and woke up at 6AM in a cold sweat. Every single dollar I had went into the company. I didn't have much debt due to the buyout of my company... just $2k per month in car payments. And a mortgage. A wife and two kids.
I bet they wondered how I would respond. A few months earlier, it looks like I might be able to retire before 40. I had it made. All the time spent in the trenches would finally pay off. We had house plans. Vacation plans. Life plans. I could taste it. I spent it 100x in my mind. We literally had house plans for a 9,000 square foot house that the architect had finished.
Then, I woke up in a cold sweat. Less than 24 hours earlier, it all went away. For reasons I am not free to talk about in the open forum, I lost it all. Not the wife, not the kids... but the company.
So I woke up. With my wife, but very much alone. Everything we had planned for... was... gone. The $2k in car payments (insane? depends on your perceived "income")... the house. The kids. Gas. Food. Life. The obligations remained, but the cash was... gone.
I woke up alone with my dreams. Shattered.
I had to start from zero. My monthly nut was close to $10k. I had no job. No income. No savings. Nothing but my rolodex and my mind. And my scars.
It took me a few days. That's all the time I had. It took me a few days to shake off the cobwebs. It took me a few days to put my shoes back on my feet. To breathe. To sit up. To think. Clearly.
To begin.
So... why don't you tell me more about how you can't figure out how, with your parents paying your rent and a car payment that is more like a rounding error... why you can't begin?
You don't even know yet what you don't know. Shake off the fear. You have more in hand than 99% of people who start to learn how to blaze their own path. You don't even know difficulty.
Stop F*cking crying and get on with life, or settle in to a life of flipping burgers to make money for some guy you perceive to be a big roller.
Life is hard. Cut the apron strings and get on with it.
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