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This is a reminder for myself, and I'm sharing it with all of you to remind you as well.
Shit in one hand and an excuse in the other... There's some clever saying that goes like that, can't remember it!
My location sucks for pick up. Or does it? Yeah, it kind of does. And that got me frustrated for awhile.
Now, I'm amped up about it. It is literally another challenge for me to overcome and I get so much satisfaction from overcoming challenges. This is human.
This is what they talk about when they say GTFO of your comfort zone.
Once I had this shift I noticed something. I noticed more women around me. More women I wanted to approach, though they were always there. Now the excuses veil has been lifted. I'm not in pick up paradise, but few people are. And that paradise has its own challenges.
I feel alive, I feel like Frodo in the land of Mordor. Fatigued, in a desolate land, all odds against him, every step a burden, yet ever closer to bringing down the Darkness.
Okay, I feel like I'm in Target, looking for a coat rack. But the stunning blonde I want to talk to might as well have a stage spotlight on her, sandwiched between two middle-aged people and looking like she's got somewhere to be. And I have two choices, make an excuse or talk to her.
If there's a good reason you can't do something you want to, then do something about it. Work on fixing that issue. Otherwise its still a shitty excuse.
And if you aren't feeling exhilaration, you might be doing it wrong.
The only people who can make excuses are dead people. And they don't even make excuses.
Point is, I'm doing the very things that I said I couldn't do because of X or Y. In reality the X or Y was my bullshiting-self.
Shit in one hand and an excuse in the other... There's some clever saying that goes like that, can't remember it!
My location sucks for pick up. Or does it? Yeah, it kind of does. And that got me frustrated for awhile.
Now, I'm amped up about it. It is literally another challenge for me to overcome and I get so much satisfaction from overcoming challenges. This is human.
This is what they talk about when they say GTFO of your comfort zone.
Once I had this shift I noticed something. I noticed more women around me. More women I wanted to approach, though they were always there. Now the excuses veil has been lifted. I'm not in pick up paradise, but few people are. And that paradise has its own challenges.
I feel alive, I feel like Frodo in the land of Mordor. Fatigued, in a desolate land, all odds against him, every step a burden, yet ever closer to bringing down the Darkness.
Okay, I feel like I'm in Target, looking for a coat rack. But the stunning blonde I want to talk to might as well have a stage spotlight on her, sandwiched between two middle-aged people and looking like she's got somewhere to be. And I have two choices, make an excuse or talk to her.
If there's a good reason you can't do something you want to, then do something about it. Work on fixing that issue. Otherwise its still a shitty excuse.
And if you aren't feeling exhilaration, you might be doing it wrong.
The only people who can make excuses are dead people. And they don't even make excuses.
Point is, I'm doing the very things that I said I couldn't do because of X or Y. In reality the X or Y was my bullshiting-self.
