You say “Failure” as if it’s a bad thing.

You say “Failure” as if it’s a bad thing.

Every time I tell someone I am renaming my blog to “Financial Failure to Money Maven” they make a sour face and say… (and they scrunch up the word)

“Failure?”

Were you really a financial failure?

Uh, well… yeah, I have had a house foreclosed on, I have had a car repossessed, if I didn’t hit the lottery with the most patient landlady ever I would have been homeless too.

But failure isn’t exclusively bad, in my opinion it’s somewhat essential. You need to fail, to lose, if you never fail you’ve never tried… expect failure, don’t accept failure, overcome it. I feel like I’m just naming off quotes…. from posters…

with a kitten…

hanging from a telephone line.

give up kitten
Also, sometimes true. If your ship is sinking, you need to jump ship.

I’m not telling you to be reckless or a defeatist,  small failures are good, large failures can be catastrophic, and avoiding the failures that happen due to poor planning is prefered. Failures are feedback. Failures show you how not to do …it.. whatever “it” is. BUT… even if you have bombed in life, in whatever way you bombed- it’s not the end of the world, either.

About two years years ago… if I was to speak on failure, it would have been a completely different narrative. I had reached a point where everything in my life was soggy, I was soggy, my marriage was soggy, my relationship with my kids was soggy, and I just felt stagnant and lame.

Sedentary.

I was afraid of failing (like most of us) until I was fortunate enough to be given an opportunity to explore crossfit. I was given a free membership (sponsored “athlete”), and with that gift I felt an obligation not to squander it.

So I went to the gym. a lot.

When I first started, I thought I was going to die, and I couldn’t do any of the things. In the workouts, they would say to do pull ups, and I couldn’t do a pull up. Do a handstand, I couldn’t do that, couldn’t do the box jumps, or the olympic lifts. So I had to change my mentality on failure, I had to adjust my paradigm. I had to embrace my failures as attempts at success.

I realized that in order to succeed at something, you HAVE TO TRY, like, that is the only real absolute requirement. And the first time you try, you’re going to fail, and if you don’t fail, you’re not pushing yourself enough or your goal is too low.

“In order to succeed at something, you HAVE TO TRY,

like, that is the only real absolute requirement”

This completely changed the way I perceive EVERYTHING. All the things.

This one little gym, this one crazy fitness trend, changed my life completely because I learned that failure is good.

That is where growth happens.

Growth happens within failure, you try something and it fails, so you re-assess the situation and you try it again…. and if it still fails you make any lingering, necessary changes and you see what worked and what didn’t work, and you learn and you grow, and you try really fucking hard. And this is the definition of self improvement! How do you improve without failing?

You don’t.

I mean, not really.

You won’t change and improve, if you only do things you know you can win. Well, actually, you will change- we are ever changing, whether we like it or not, but I doubt it will be the changes you are looking for. So, if you are afraid of failure… Afraid of trying, essentially, your progress will be limited. I’m not going to say you will or won’t make some progress, it could go either way. And if that’s good enough for you, right on.

But it is not enough for me.

I want progress, I want to learn and grow. I want to be the best version of me I can become, and I’m gonna fucking fail. probably a lot. I already have on an epic scale a couple times, (if you include marriages)… but fuck man, I’m learning. I am growing. I am improving.

 

Love Life

Love Life

“One minute you’re up half a million in soybeans and the next, boom, your kids don’t go to college and they’ve repossessed your Bentley.” –Louis Winthorpe III (Dan Aykroyd) Trading Places

I find it easy to feel down when I don’t know when I’m going to be able to pay my rent. My car payment is 3 months behind and I just did my grocery shopping at the fucking food bank (that was a first ). But there is something that I have come to realize. Everyone has some shit that is bringing them down, some of it is legitimately heavy, some is not… if you’re looking for shit to feel down about- you WILL find it. Same goes, if you’re looking for the good shit.

Mental health bro. Fuck.

I’m looking down as I write this, watching the L-O-V-E-L-I-F-E bounce up and down on my fingers as I type. Getting tattoo’s on one’s fingers is a bold statement. A “fuck you” to the man. A promise to myself to be myself.

LOVE LIFE is a reminder to keep perspective, when life hurts, when even breathing hurts, when all the noise in my head is so loud that my vision blurs, when I suddenly feel adrenaline surging through my body as if I had a gun being held against my head… but I’m just driving to work, no traffic…

LOVE LIFE reminds me that even though there are hurdles in my life that I have been fighting to overcome for over a decade, hurdles that have yet to go away, there is also a ton of good, and sometimes what looks like a hurdle form one angle, looks like an opportunity from another. I choose to focus on more of the good shit than bad shit. Don’t get me wrong, I see the bad shit, and I SHOULD see the bad shit. You can’t change it, or improve it if you don’t acknowledge that it’s there. Can’t be a fucking ostridge about it.

I started this blog, not as an advice column, I’m not the best person to provide advice (clearly). And not to teach people how to be poor either. Being poor blows, and I don’t plan on being poor any longer than necessary. I write this blog because everyone has some shit they are dealing with, whether it’s an addiction, a disability, being poor, being unable to budget, an inability to maintain a healthy relationship, whatever it is your secret, your shame-  everyone has some shit they are dealing with that they AREN’T talking about! Nobody likes to talks about this stuff. The shit. The dirt. The ugly underbelly of our facades that we all wear. This is about learning to accept the current situation, and then adjust accordingly to create a better situation.

This is my happy place, where I can be open and transparent about my struggles. Where I hope to inspire someone else who is in the thick of it, to not only see the good, the light at the end of the tunnel and all that smiley fluff- but to also appreciate the struggle. Feel it, and learn from it. And please know that even though you may feel like you’re the only one, the lone wolf- you’re not that special.We all feel it. We just don’t talk about it.

I want to change that. 

You breath, eat, love, smoke weed, laugh with neighbors…

Walk on the ground, breath in the air, soak up the sun, and love.

Love so much. As much as you can possibly send into the universe.