It's like walking on air...or so I presume.
I intend to know for certain.
Flashback to Costa Mesa, California summer of 2008. My son and I are in town to see the Groovaloos' stage show. Unforgetable performance. The scene fades to a seedy Mariott, night owl status, an infomercial that promised to change everything...if I took action.
I got "Be a Real Estate Millionaire" shortly thereafter, then I picked up and devoured "Profit From Real Estate Right Now" about a year later.
At some point in between, I walked out on a high-paying, secure, yet torturous career to pursue Real Estate Investing fulltime. I had a little cash saved up, paid my rent and bills a few months in advance--in anticipation of semi-smooth transition. Brazen, I know, I get like that sometimes...I hit my first bump then I froze.
Leaping before looking + Fear of failing + fear of succeeding + paralysis by analysis x 1 very ill-informed decision = me at my absolute worst.
Several hundred ramen noodle packages later...
I find myself without a job, without personal transportation, out of money with terrible credit, living in a location that is brutally hot this time of year and having no alternative but to shack up with family members who say they believe in what I am trying to do, but are otherwise unsupportive.
At one point I was fully determined to make this happen, but now energy and confidence come and go. I am tired of not living the life I want to live. My back is against the wall and I really have nothing left to lose.
We have a tendency to put on some "Rocky" music and then romanticize scenarios like this...but there's nothing glorious about falling, unless you rise.
Through some cosmic/divine/lucky happenstance, I find myself face to face with everything I've always wanted in life...I've got faith again, I've got measurable goals, I've got access to the tools, I've got access to the techniques, I've got access to a robust community of like-minded and highly motivated people, and I've got no more excuses. (I've always had these, I'm just now accepting them)
I am currently at rock bottom (emotionally and financially). I am scared half to death of making another costly mistake (not to mention the ridicule from all my "fans"), but I'm more frightened of staying in an unbearable situation.
I started taking action steps last week (and I stumbled, but that's what we do when we first find our legs, right?) and I am putting together several tasks for this weekend and next week (including calling FSBO's I have no real intention of pursuing).
I already know what failure tastes like (and it ain't rack of lamb, let me tell ya), but what if I succeed? What if..?
Will it be like walking on air?
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"This is me taking back control of my life...what the xoxo have you done lately?" ~Wesley Gibson, Wanted