Jul 28 in 🏆Wins & ☠️Woe
Read this if you're struggling to improve or grow your business
Sometimes life feels like a war you just keep losing.
For 7 long months since starting business, I struggled to make money and improve myself.
"Maybe I'm not good enough. All those other guys are just better than me."
I went from 0 income to signing a £3,000 client in one call, last week.
I'm doing dance performances every week...
And for the first time in what feels like my entire life, I look forward to the future.
It does all change, but you have to make it change.
A few years ago I couldn't have even IMAGINED I'd be here with you guys, making sweet wifi money.
Let me share with you a story:
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February 2021,
I stood in the hospital like a lone tree stands in the rain.
All my life my mum had been there with me— but now she was slipping away.
It was a nightmare that wouldn’t end…
Feeling hopeless and helpless, only able to distract myself from the truth I couldn’t face.
Nothing to do but wait.
I played ping pong on my phone— it helped.
Seeing the stickmen bounce the ball from one side to the other was almost funny…
She looked so peaceful lying there, as if nothing was wrong. Just a nap.
Maybe she would wake up suddenly and we could all go home?
Or maybe the doctors got it wrong?
Even surrounded by family I felt completely alone, with only my whirling thoughts to comfort me.
Trapped in a prison of my own emotions.
Unable to see past the shock and the pain.
We took turns to watch over her in the dorm.
It felt like being a prisoner lined up for the firing squad, living on borrowed time.
Somewhere between life and the bite of death’s bullet.
Limbo.
What would I do now that my life was over?
24 hours went by.
Nothing.
The doctors said there was nothing they could do. Except make her comfortable.
The only time I left her dorm was to sleep, and even then half of us stayed over to keep the watch going.
Waking up the next morning was the most beautiful moment.
For but a moment things were normal.
For a second it didn’t happen.
Alas, I had to don my clothes and my mask.
Time to face the music.
Early morning in the hospital, 5AM.
Back to watching over her like useless guardians. Stone statues.
She was conscious some of the time.
Although she couldn’t speak properly, she managed a few words.
My mum’s last advice:
“Trust your gut Zac. Trust your gut.”
Always the intuitive— she loved history, mythology and poetry.
And those crossword games filled the house (like every morning).
Her art was her biggest passion. She even painted a stunning portrait of me once when I was young.
I knew she loved me. And yet there was so much left unsaid.
There was nothing I could say that would express how I felt.
No words could thank her for all she had done for me.
The sacrifices she made. The turmoil I created. The life she gave for mine.
All I could manage was “thank you mum”.
My mum was the best person. The greatest, kindest mum anyone could ask for.
All she ever did was look out for me.
Never asking for anything in return…
Only giving.
Later that morning, mum was gone.
A warrior till the end, the doctors had to fight her to keep on the oxygen mask.
If she’d had the strength, I sincerely believe she would have slapped them.
That day was the longest in my entire life (and I’ve had some long ones).
Her hand was in mine for her last breaths.
And just like that, I was alone.
Nothing prepared me for the aching loneliness that flooded over me.
For my whole life I’d followed her and depended on her.
She took care of me and did her best to raise me without support.
Now it was my time to take care of myself.
Only this took me a while… (and I’m still working on it).
I know I’ll never again experience the unconditional love that can only come from a mother.
I weep for that loss.
But it’s this loss that sent me on my great journey.
The journey that has led me here, to you.
Things will get better.
Time DOES heal all wounds— but only if you open the wound first to let in the cold light of day.
The reason people never change is not because they can’t…
It’s because they don’t want to. They are afraid.
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"Every action, thought and feeling is motivated by an intention."
― Gary Zukav
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After my mum died, I spent years drowning away my sorrows with every distraction I could find.
It only ever made everything worse. But it numbed the pain.
The worst kind of addiction is an addiction to the stories you tell yourself.
If you believe something strongly enough, you make it come true.
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"Have the serenity to accept the things you cannot change, the courage to change the things you can and the wisdom to know the difference."
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You can be doing better.
It’s your choice.
Pain is fleeting. Motivation is relative.
But YOU.
You are constant.
No matter where you go, who you meet or what you do…
You can never escape yourself.
Once you realise that this is a fight you can never win…
Only then can you free yourself and escape the prison of your own mind.
Only then can you stop fighting.
Only then does life turn from a war… into a gift.
Peace,
Zac
(Written completely hand hahahaha. No AI Daron).
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