Life is a constant battle.
One day you wake up and feel as though you can conquer the world, but the next day you get up and feel as though your larynx was ripped out then shoved in your anus.
How do people stay motivated? How do you overcome the constant battles that life throws at you and emerge from the other side stronger than you were before?
I think Winston Churchill said it best: “If you’re going through Hell… keep going.”
The point is not to stop.
Who is the happier man? He who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?
Our trials are who make us who we are. Just look at Paris Hilton!
Okay… that was a bad example.
I could have existed within the confines of my 8-5 job and guaranteed paycheck but I would have simply existed and not lived. The comfort of a paycheck underwhelmed my want to do more with the gifts that I have.
There will be trials and there will be tribulations and there will be moments where I say, “Shit… what am I doing?” Fear of failure is the cross I bear and I am sick of it. I’m sick of giving into it. I’m sick of feeling as though I’m not special. I’m sick of feeling like a face in the crowd.
My motivation is to remove this fear from my being.
My inspiration is not to be like everyone else who’ve built walls to keep themselves safe. I look at them and say, “I don’t want to be like that anymore. I want something more.”
That’s enough for me to charge through.
Five more days of Corporate America.
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