Lifestory: I’m not good enough. And I screw it.
My brother. I would like to thank my brother for believing in me when no one else does. I would like to thank my brother for supporting me when no one else does. I would like to thank my brother for never telling my dreams are stupid.
I almost gave up on my blog.
I didn’t know how to get my motivation back. I didn’t know what should I write about. I didn’t know how to make it a priority among my daily tasks. Having a full-time job, a small kid and a very pragmatic partner don’t leave enough space for creativity.
I had so many thoughts, but none of them seemed valuable to publish it. I told myself I cannot compete with true writers. With people who are really talented. With people who have already built large audiences.
I told myself I will never get there.
I lack self-discipline. I lack self-esteem. I lack being consistent. I told myself I’m not able to create anything original. All that was already said. All that was already written. All that is nothing new.
I don’t know how to find my niche. I don’t know how to promote my content. I don’t know how to sell my products.
I’m not well organized. I’m always run of time. I hate routines.
I’m the opposite of what does a successful person stand for.
But there’s something my brother said what gave me a strength to think differently.
– You don’t need to show people the ideal life where everything goes right. Show people what you struggle with. Show people how you try. Show people how you fail and how you get up.
I wake up every morning knowing I’m meant to do something big with my life. And every morning I screw my chance.
Because I don’t believe in myself. Because I don’t want to take a risk. Because I don’t give myself a chance.
What stops me?
My fear. Fear of failure. Fear of being rejected. Fear of not being good enough.
I’m not good enough. And I screw it.
I don’t have to be a star. I don’t have to be a billionaire. I don’t have to have millions of followers.
I want to die one day knowing I gave best of me. Knowing I lived my life the way I wanted. Knowing I don’t regret anything.
I would like to thank my brother for reminding me who I am and where I want to be.
I will get there.
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