I was brainstorming some business ideas about 9 months ago, and even though I knew it was going to be difficult to excute, I still went ahead; jumped head first, shoot first asks questions later.
I was broke, mourning, in debt and had no where to turn to. Basically that risk paid off, and I sometimes imagined where I'd be without taking that risk.
I've been hustling on the Internet since 2014, normally I should have established something tangible enough offline, but I owe this to the fact that I didn't take profit when I should have, but 2025 was a year that refined me.
I was going from hospital to hospital with a blood pressure of almost 200/110, and still working hard for 12H a day, quite risky but this was because I didn't set up myself in the previous years to be stable and I have paid dearly for this.
2025 thought me that I cannot relax anymore. I also learned from someone close to always take profit and stay hungry for me. 2025 was my most productive year since 2021, and I started 2026 with some ideas that I hope can come alive.
My point is, you cannot live life without money, and no matter how difficult it becomes, you just have to try. Without money you can do almost nothing.
For over 7 years, I rested on my oars, never explored any opportunities, never visualized any ideas, never hustled enough, and it's all coming back to bite me. I got too comfortable in my late 20s and unfortunately for me, I've learned the hard way.
Accountability is hard in life, and I like to call myself out in my introspective moments. I find it weird to cut myself a slack, I like to hold myself to my faults and praise myself for my efforts to do better. I think the biggest lie a man can tell is the one he tells himself, and that is not me.
I'm not a liar to begin with, and it'll be an injustice to lie to myself. Before a person tells me I messed up, I'd already looked at myself in the mirror and told that truth already to myself, instead of getting sad, I take the lessons and move on.
In the past, I get scared when people talk about my increased possibilities of dying, but now, I see it as a regular Tuesday, we all get to die anyway, the timing is only going to be different.
But while we're here I'll do my best, take care of the family, live for God, and keep hustling to make up for the years I fumbled it all.
My watch is on, thank God, I've gotten sick and experienced near death experience, I've recovered and gotten back up, and I'll continue to learn, live, relearn, adapt and do better.
Sometimes it's better to aim for things that aren't realistic on the surface. I understand that fear can keep us prisoners and sometimes it is better to be cautious, but I've come to learn that without risks, it's just impossible to break free.
