voltrohacker

$1506.62 This is how much I have right now in my checking account. My monthly expenses are about $4000 (our family needs more, but @yaelfiner covers the rest). There's a savings account with $17,974.64 in it. That savings account was originally meant for my 9 y/o son's education but I've dipped into to it extend my runway. I'm betting a lot on figuring out how to be a successful businessman and I'm scared. Really scared. I've been working to figure this out for over 3 years and it always seems like I'm just one insight, one breakthrough, one leap of faith away from figuring it out. But it's elusive. I often feel like I'm climbing a sand dune, putting in a ton of effort, for a very small amount of progress. The sand gets everywhere. My mouth is dry. And I find myself questioning my choices. A part of me has unwavering faith that business is the answer and that I have the skills and perseverance to make it work. But another part of me is unsure. Maybe I wasn't meant for this. Maybe there's something bigger at work that's fighting aginst my success. Maybe there's a part of my subconscious that will forever sabotage my every effort. Surpsingly enough there's no part of me that wants to get a job. I think I'd rather die. I always knew that having my back against the wall was part of this journey and that the biggest transformations happen in those moments. This is proof of that. I've never shared this openly online or on Twitter but you beautiful people convinced me it's safe to do that. And even though I'm the guy that promises to teach you how to find product market fit, I'm also fighting my own battles. I sometimes fail to heed my own advice. And sometimes stress builds up to a point where I can't even type because my hands shake so much. I don't know if sharing like this will increase your trust in me or erode it. I don't know if this is an effective personal brand strategy. I'm afraid nobody will see this tweet and I'm equally afraid that it will somehow go viral and everyone will know how tough it is. But I'm tired of hiding. And I know some of you go through similar experiences and I want it to be known that it's OK. That you're not alone. That I'm not alone. That it's OK to feel this way. That it's OK to be stressed. That it's OK to cry. That it's OK to feel. We'll rise again. We'll conquer our fears. And by God, when this is over, we'll be fucking rich. 💪