In almost every respect there’s someone who’s—dare I say it—more amazing than you. She’s prettier, funnier, and smarter. Her husband is faithful, and her kids don’t snort bath salts. So embrace inferiority and move on.
I’m not trying to make you feel bad. I just get frustrated when people abandon their hopes, because, somehow, they’re convinced being okay is not okay.
You don’t have to be the best at everything or even, anything.
Give yourself permission to pursue modest goals.
I know the exact moment you lost sight of perfectly respectable ambitions. While thumbing through the pages of Entrepreneur magazine, you discovered the tale of a wealthy, 20-year old college dropout who started his business with a paper clip and a pocket of lint.
In three short years, he built a multi-million dollar company. You say to yourself, “I’ll never be able to make that kind of money. What’s the point of even trying?”
After you read about the rare success of another, your vision of operating a humble home-based business morphed into ruling the world. Minutes later, the vision died.
Before, all you wanted was a profitable Etsy store that would allow you to pay your bills, quit your job, and take an annual two-week vacation. What was wrong with that dream? I’ll tell you, not a daggum thing.
Too often, we snub the possibilities that lie on middle ground.
You fix your eyes on the big stuff and overlook more attainable goals.
But with big dreams come big sacrifices and big risks and big bets you’re either unable or unwilling to make. So what do you do? Do you refine your goals into something more manageable? Nope. You quit completely.
That’s nonsensical. Just aim lower–if necessary, much, much, lower.
“Shawanda, are you telling me not to shoot for the stars?”
Yes . . . if it means you at least rise to the middle, instead of settling at the bottom.
The trick is to aim for your midpoint not the average of everyone else’s.
Do NOT compare yourself to other people. Start with the simple question: “What is ideal for me?”
Let’s say you need $3 million to retire comfortably at age 65. If you can do it, great. But maybe you don’t have the discipline to save that kind of money over your working life. Maybe you have other obligations you need to take care of.
Should you give up?
Squander every dime you make?
Never retire, and die broke?
Of course not. Aim for $1.5 million, and keep it moving.
Totally ignore the average American’s abysmal savings rate. It’s irrelevant to your calculation.
I understand what I’m suggesting is un-American. And honestly, I still want you to set and achieve lofty goals. I still want you to have everything you desire. Just remember to respect the middle as everything doesn’t come all at once.
Between no-thing and every-thing lies some-thing. You can’t get to everything without going through something.