Feeling Sensational and Scared Sh*tless All At Once?
Congratulations. you must be a creative.
I’ve got a problem. I’ve become used to feeling on-top-of-the-world-amazing and scared shitless at the same time.
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You know what I mean?
Like you’ve got one foot in quicksand and the other on the surface. Always sinking under, but never actually drowning.
I know you know. You have to be a little crazy in order to work for yourself, or try your hand at being an author, or a musician, or artist.
It requires a level of… gusto. We’re a group of people who’ve decided to skydive without the guarantee of a parachute.
And that sounds dangerous and stupid.
So why do we do it? I reckon it’s the same reason why people actually jump out of planes.
It’s for the thrill of it.
But it doesn’t come without risks.
It’s freeing, yes, but it’s also terrifying. Because you never know what’s going to happen.
Holy shit moments
I’ve had a few.
For the last few years, I’ve run my own business. And now I’ve decided to live my dream and become an author.
I’ve created some great work, produced average work, worked with incredible clients, and seriously despised some.
I’ve made money, lost money, I’ve even had money stolen.
I’ve lost business partners, and formed formidable partnerships.
I’ve laughed, swore, smiled and cried – sometimes all in the same day.
I’ve had great ideas, shit ideas, ideas that never went anywhere, and ideas that will stand the test of time.
I’ve said brilliant stuff, terrible stuff, spoke loudly, and other times, not loudly enough.
I’ve felt screwed over, let down, but also supported and inspired…. Sometimes from the same people.
I’ve made tough business decisions that ended friendships, but I’ve never wavered from my path, not once.
I guess you could say, I’ve earned my stripes.
Or scars.
There is never a perfect day.
But you know what?
I choose to do this – to feel like this – every day.
It’s good and bad all at the same time, and everything and nothing all at once.
It’s like coming first and last place in a race. You’re always the winner – and you’re always the loser.
Because that’s the risk of living life on your own terms.
It’s why we do what we do.
We’re addicted. Once you taste this lifestyle (of feeling on-top-of-the-world amazing, and scared shitless all at the same time), you’ll become hooked.
But no one is coming to save you, to motivate you, to push you.
Working for yourself means you’ll go through some of the most fucked up shit you’ve ever experienced.
And the lines between professional and personal life will forever be blurred.
You’ll ebb and flow in and out of the eye of the storm, and constantly feel like your world could turn on its head, at any given time.
And you’ll LOVE it.
There’s never a right or wrong way.
There’s only your way.
You decide the path. You decide the outcome.
It’s a pressure cooker of decision making.
It’ll break your back, but boy oh boy, it’ll give you a spine.
A creative life isn’t easy.
It isn’t always fun.
But one thing that is always is?
Yours.
And that’s bloody beautiful if you ask me.
