Risk it All

Taking risks is challenging yourself— to evaluate the potential you have inside. But most often we tend to dwell in our comfort zone. And there is nothing to blame, we all love living hassle-free. So, if the present condition seems okay, why risk it? On a side note, why not risk it if the same hardship promises a better position?

The last few days have been a rollercoaster ride for me, handling multiple jobs simultaneously while spending half of the day watching movies and series. Continuous staring at the screen and lying on the bed has gifted me with acute pain in my neck. It’s so intense that I couldn’t sleep last night, still, did a 5-hour shift today. Money, huh?

Also, the last few days I have been thinking about moving elsewhere, for something better. Although the day might come in a year or two, I am being extra cautious so everything is executed nicely. Cause I need to prepare myself financially, I don’t want to be at someone’s mercy to decide what I think might work for me. It’s not that success will come overnight but I want to take that risk— either win or be as I am now; no hard feelings. As the planning and forecasting continue, I am gathering as many real-life experiences as possible to figure out the best options available. Came across a few people who risked it all and became a gainer. Some lost everything as well— lost their dear ones, barely surviving. But gainers are the majority— it took time, but finally made it.

And that has put me into a dilemma.

I’m more of a safe player, don’t have courage to take many risks, never been honestly but a few times in my entire life. Too few. Did quit a stable job to pursue my dream as an entrepreneur a few years back, and did well in the first year. Then somehow lost the momentum. Although it wasn’t entirely my fault, inadequate funding to gather resources stilled my venture’s growth. Also, competing against giants wasn’t that easy, still, made significant progress within a short period. But there wasn’t anyone to support mentally, rather everybody demotivated; made fun of my efforts. Although still bearing the expenses of existing infrastructure, little hope is left there.

Is it worth trying again?

I have asked myself many times. The problem with people like me is the negativity within. Before doing something, usually, my mind focuses more on the negative sides than the brighter ones. This hurts more than insufficient funding or lack of resources. If you believe you can do it, and be persistent to the objective, chances are there will be success. Might require some sacrifice, but it’s doable in most cases. Taking risks often pays off— might not turn into fruition in the first place, and it doesn’t always involve succeeding, on the greater side, the experience you gather trying is priceless. And who knows your experience might take you somewhere never planned. Overcoming the fear of failure is the biggest issue. Easier said than done, for some people, failure costs a fortune. This could be me, who knows. But listening to guts never disappoints. At the same time, overconfidence kills. The idea is to balance between what’s happening and what’s expected. Those who cannot accept this gradually foster a mediocre attitude towards taking risks, which I did for a long time. But I guess this is the time I push that bar and soak myself in the bittersweet essence of trying— that’s what life is all about. Without this, we all are just another skeleton.

So, should I go for it? (and you too)

Might try one more time and see how far I can go. After all, trying won’t hurt but some sleepless nights and fewer movies a week. How bad it can be.