So you feel like the walls are closing in, the wolves are at the door, and you’re at the end of your rope.
But why do you feel that way?
If you feel like a loser you need to ask yourself a simple question: Whose barometer of success am I using? In other words…
#87: Fuck The “Rules”!
Yes, I’m breaking my self-imposed rule against cursing on this site – but that’s the point exactly. Who says your life sucks so bad you need to leave it behind in the first place?
So what if your house looks like it hasn’t seen an update since the first Wall Street crash of the Twenties? At least it’s yours. Some people are reading this from their parents’ basement. Which again, is fine; at least they’re not homeless. And if you are homeless… At least you’re not dead. Where there’s life there’s hope. Always.
You’ve been with the same partner for over twenty years and the rut is becoming unbearable? At least you’re getting laid. (I hope.) Even bad pizza is still pizza and it’s the envy of a starving man.
Donald J. Trump may not be setting the world on fire with his presidential prowess but he still beat all the odds (and defied logic) and made it to the White House. And his entire cabinet took a step up and left the looney bin behind.
Kevin Hart may be a homophobic prick in the eyes of the world at the moment but he’s still responsible for some great films (Night School was magnifico) and he’s still one of the funniest homophobic pricks on the planet, so…
We spend so much time obsessing over what we don’t have that there’s no time left to be grateful for everything we do possess. Screw the idea of keeping up with the Kardashians, just thank Dog that you’re above ground. Celebrities, athletes, politicians, authors, whomever you envy, just know that they’re never as happy as they appear. I don’t care who you are or what you’ve achieved, we all have demons and challenges lurking in the corners of our lives. And never forget that everyone you envy wouldn’t be successful without the so-called “little people”.
We equate fame with success or victory but a single mom who works two jobs to put food in her kids’ bellies and clothes on their backs is as successful as someone who sells millions of records. A veteran who takes those first few tentative steps after losing a limb defending the innocent is as victorious as anyone with an Academy Award.
Take me for example, (seriously, my wife will pay you). I’ve driven my self to a breakdown over a failed book, a stalled blog and numerous failed pitches to the CBC. Dozens of celebrities have said “yes” to my interview requests only to ghost me afterwards. Oh, and I have IBS and I suffer after 99% 0f my meals.
I feel like a loser at times.
But then I remember that I’m married to the love of my life, we have a great kid together, a nutty dog, a big house that’s paid for, and a few pennies in the bank. I’m also a white male (though balding with a gut) who lives in the best damn country in the world – in spite of Justin Trudeau’s efforts to change that.
So I have diddly squat to complain about… Though we all know I still do. Some people may disagree, in fact, I know they do, but I’m not a loser.
And neither are you.
So keep on living life by a set of rules that won’t leave you looking down so often and you’ll be okay. You’re a winner. Period.
See you in the lobby, friends…