🔥 Burn That F@k!&n Bridge

Hi Fam,

A year ago, prior to venturing into entrepreneurship, I had a tough decision to make.

I had to choose between a FAT salary/promotion at my previous job or moving back to Norway to start my own business and live a simple life.

That job offer wasn’t just a lucrative payday, it was an opportunity I had been diligently working towards for at least five years—my “dream job”

But, while the offer could’ve easily changed my life, the role was packed with its own baggage.

In doubt, I sought counsel from friends, family, and a power greater than myself to figure out what was the right decision to make.

😩 It was daunting.

My desires pulled me to one end while my character pulled me to another.

An internal tug-of-war that left me scarred for months.

I always knew deep inside what had to be done, but I wondered and pondered for weeks before making up my mind.

In the end, I made my bed and laid rest on it.

I think whatever I chose would have haunted me, and it did.

There was never an easy way out of that conundrum.

There wasn’t a day at the beginning of my entrepreneurial journey where I wouldn’t think before bed whether I had made the right decision or laid waste to half a decade.

If I failed, I wouldn’t only have to face the world, but I would have to face the worst of all judges—myself.

G-d knows I don’t take it easy on me.

I had no choice.

I had to persevere, and so I did.

🔥By burning the bridges behind me, I had only one way to go, and that was forward.

I knew I had no other choice but to succeed.

I wasn’t willing to put up with another loss in my life.

That drove me to do the things I needed to do to make it work.

💼 Work weekends? Do it

🌙 Work late? Do it

🧗 Take difficult steps to climb the ladder? Do it

🌟 Put yourself out there? Do it

😎 Fake it till you make it? Do it

📞 Reach out to clients? Do it

🙌 Overcoming your own ego? Do it

I did whatever it took.

I could have done this in 2019 when I tried entrepreneurship unsuccessfully. But I didn't.

I had too many comfortable cushions and bridges left behind me.

But this time, it was different.

🚢 Like Hernán Cortés I’d laid waste to my ships, there was no turning back.

And in all of this, I learned that