Everything sucks… sometimes.
As I’ve gotten disappointed (the adult synonym for older), I’ve come to understand that life is a game of trade.
Like the whole– for every action there is a reaction, it just comes down to what you’ll tit for tat. What you’re willing to trade in return for the thing you want.
Example: You want to be some type of entrepreneur, let’s say it’s the suited up biznus kind, but you hate sales and refuse to make the daily calls.
If your mom didn’t already break it to you, you’re not on your way to #FCKa9-5.
See, in todays opportune but ultra competitive markets, you can’t kinda do something. You’re going to have to semi-enjoy the pain that comes from your dream. This is the necessary competitive advantage to win.
So, for this next year free yourself of that fruitless search for purpose.
Instead, look at the things you wouldn’t mind sucking at, and keep going. Look at the things you find fulfilling, especially during the suck.
What things have you losing track of time?
Besides cry, what did you do as a child?
What types of activities engage you most?
Revisit them. Start with the suck in mind.
What suck do you enjoy? Training? Maybe it’s preparing a speech, conquering the blank page, building robots, idk.
But find your suck, and live a life that doesn’t.
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