Welcome to the new and improved Layupforlife website. I haven’t been posting as frequently as I have in the past because I’ve been working on: re-designing Layupforlife blog, writing my first e-book, and starting a new drop shipping store.
I hope you are enjoying the new layout. Here’s a sneak peak of my e-book. Please forgive me, it’s still very rough.
I spent many nights as a high schooler and college kid going to parties, drinking, and fucking off. In spite of my best efforts, I was still able to get a full time job in my early twenties because of my family’s social network and my ability to connect with people. In hindsight, I realize how lucky I was to have that opportunity because I didn’t deserve it.
The first couple years at that job was a continuation of the same party. Eventually, that scene got old (as was I) and I began realizing how shallow it was. Did I want to live my life living for the weekend? How many nightclubs and bars was I going to blow my paycheck on? How was I going to support myself long term? Am I going to be hungover every weekend and Monday coming back to work?
These are the kinds of questions I started asking myself a couple years after college. The longer you’re away from school and the comforts of home, the more you realize life is hard and you better get your shit together.
There wasn’t a singular moment that made me want to get my shit together but it was my cumulative life experiences and observations about others that motivated me to get serious.
It’s not cute being broke, nor is it cute coming into work hungover and disheveled. It’s not funny anymore when you can’t hold down a job in your late twenties or early thirties. Honestly, it’s sad because it’s totally preventable whenever you learn to take responsibility for your own shit.
If you can’t hold down a job for longer than 3-6 months at a time, is it really always someone else’s fault every time? If you’re always in debt and can’t seem to get out, is it the system or is it you spending beyond your means? It’s easy blaming others for our problems. Nobody wants to look at their own faults and admit you’re wrong.
You might not be a stereotypical fuckup but how many of you are working at a job you hate with a career that’s uninspiring? Do you complain about your job, boss, or co-workers constantly? Stop bitching about it and do something! Nobody gives a shit anymore.
At some point, you have to reach a breaking point and want something more for yourself. Or not, I know some people are perfectly content leeching off of people or living paycheck to paycheck.
For me, you start seeing people in your circle go in different directions during your mid-twenties. At that age, you might start to think some of your friends aren’t fun anymore because they don’t want to get shit faced with you. Or you might be admiring the people that are advancing in their careers and starting to purchase real estate, a decent car, and going on real vacations.
It’s a time when people start losing touch, sometimes unintentionally, but sometimes deliberately. People eventually get tired of hearing your problems and the whoa is me act. Life is hard and everyone’s got their shit. People don’t want to be around negative people or hear your bitching anymore.
Your mid-twenties are generally a major crossroads in life. It’s a moment where you have to decide what path you want to take. Will you struggle through life going from self inflicted crisis to crisis or will you take control?