My first 2 months of blogging have been a bit of a whirlwind! I knew blogging would be a challenge but I didn’t expect it to be quite so time consuming. One of the things I’ve not even had time to write about much is my day to day activities. In my very first post, I told you that I wanted to create my dream life. In a previous post, I told you about my daily routines which are in place to help achieve that. I’ve also posted about my long term goals. But I haven’t had a chance to reveal what I’m doing on a daily basis specifically to attain those goals, work-wise. That is what will dig me out of the trench I’m in now and enable me to move to London, create a new circle of friends, multiple streams of income and more freedom to travel and do what I love. Here’s what I do now:
I’m a self-employed, work from home, financial trader. My aim is to one day make between 5 and £10,000 per month doing this. I’m a long way off that now, obviously! I’m self-taught and began learning during my second bout of anxiety. My dream was always to make it my sole source of income but those goals have changed since my spiritual awakening. I realised that it was never going to fulfil me because it’s not something I love. However, I won’t give up because I feel that I’m oh so close to striking gold. But it doesn’t pay the bills by itself, sooooooo……
I also do writing jobs. When I was a kid, I was a member of my primary school football team. I also was editor of the school newspaper. Well, the one and only edition of the school newspaper! I actually wrote an article for that paper, which my Mum still has tucked away somewhere, which was an interview with all the squad members. When asked the question:
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
All but 2 of the 15 squad members replied “Footballer”. The only anomalies were my best mate Lee, who said “Truck driver” and a 10 year old me, who said “Author”. Not even “writer”. Author! I would’ve replied the same even 5 years before then. Don’t get me wrong, I would’ve killed to be a footballer. I was an ultra speedy winger, always the fastest kid on the pitch. But I had more confidence in my writing ability. I knew I had a talent for that which outstripped most kids. Football, I was good at but I didn’t know if I was good enough to be a pro. I always knew I was good enough to be a writer. The problem was, my anxiety.
By the time I’d got to university, I felt I’d already blown my chance. I flunked college because I barely attended in my final year. Purely down to social anxiety. I felt like the odd one out and whilst everyone else had built friendships in year 1, I was struggling. I didn’t get the grades for the English courses I wanted to get on at university, so ended up doing a second rate geography course. I basically gave up writing. I felt it was over for me (even at 21!) and I should try and find something else. Only problem is, I didn’t know what. I got a good grade in geography but had no clue what to do with it.
By the time I’d left uni, I was so far in the grip of anxiety that I didn’t have the balls to go for any kind of graduate job. I felt that those jobs were for people with more confidence than me. I was way too fearful to even try and compete with bright, savvy, confident youngsters and felt more experienced peers were more competent than me. All I wanted to do was hide away. Get a job that didn’t require much brain power. That way, I wouldn’t fuck up and embarrass myself.
In all seriousness, I saw myself in a dull, 9-5 office job, doing nothing more than faxing and photocopying. For 50 years. And that was fine with me. I just wanted to get my head down, interact with as few people as possible and live for the weekend.
As for writing – I barely picked up a pen for at least 5 years. I didn’t see the point. I’d found a new passion in DJ-ing and music. I didn’t have time for something which was never going to be my profession any way. I was too old to get started in that industry now, I had no relevant degree and no idea where I’d even start.
After I recovered from social anxiety, I did briefly start to write again. Firstly for music magazines and then a blog I kept when I went travelling for a year. It rekindled that old passion. My soul was calling out for a return to what the 10 year old me so loved. I was all set to do that when I was assaulted and post-traumatic anxiety took hold. I made a half-hearted attempt to begin freelance writing during my recovery but I never had enough belief and put all my energy (what little I had, sedated on anti-anxiety pills!) into learning trading instead. Then came my spiritual awakening……
One of the big things I took from last year, is that I need to do what I love. I don’t love trading. I do love writing. My awakening helped me to get rid of the limiting beliefs spiralling around my mind that I am too old or under-qualified to make it as a writer. I know that just isn’t true and that there are ways and means that I can make a living from my passion. I do feel as though I was put on this planet to do this. The problem is, I just didn’t know what to write about! But if there’s one thing I do know about, it’s anxiety; living with it and overcoming it.
So here I am. To cut a long story short, the answer as to what I’m doing day to day to create my dream life – WRITING! I just do whatever I can; proof-reading, copywriting, editing, web articles, whatever I can get my hands on. But that’s just to pay the bills (which together with my trading, just about keeps my head above water). It’s not REAL writing. It’s not that creative. It’s not fulfilling. This blog on the other hand……………I love it! But I’m not looking to monetise it. It doesn’t feel right to me. My only aim is to be read. To get eyes on my writing. To elicit emotion from my readers. To give them some value. To help them, especially the readers with anxiety. Other than that, I’m not really sure what I’m doing!
It’s a bold strategy really. To just write. To not worry about how many followers I have. To not care about how “perfect” every article is. To not spend all my time being strategic and focused on “the market”. You could say my strategy is really to have no strategy!
So how am I going to change my life? I’m gonna stick to my routines, ingrain those good habits so I become healthier, stronger mentally and physically and develop into the greatest version of myself. That, twinned with a new-found stronger work ethic and self belief, I hope will lead to opportunities coming my way with my writing and a fuck-tone of trading money to boot! I believe that these fairly simple steps, once they become fully ingrained, will lead to big changes in my circumstances, so that one day I can be truly happy.
One thing that I’ve really learned during my spiritual awakening is that you can’t and shouldn’t try to plan out your entire path to success or happiness. Life doesn’t work that way. What you must do is SOMETHING. Make it something you love. But DO IT. Don’t sit around procrastinating and hoping for some luck. Take a risk and go for it. If it doesn’t work out, make sure you learn from it but NEVER GIVE UP. Expect ups and downs. That’s why it’s so tough to plan your way in detail. But also, over-planning can lead to you not being open to something even better coming along that might take you somewhere you didn’t forsee. Get moving but DON’T try to control the direction. Let things naturally pan out and see what arises. Stay tuned to see how this works out……..