I’m writing this today because, honestly, I feel overwhelmed.
A new job landed in my lap recently, and for the past two months, it’s been like a whirlwind taking over my life. New schedule. New colleagues. New social dynamics. New stress. The constant need to adapt and perform… it’s been a lot.
And life being life, it didn’t stop there. It threw in a few more challenges just to keep things “interesting”: the sad passing of a loved one, my mother’s battle with dementia progressing faster than I’d like to admit, and teenagers who are, well… teenagers. If you know, you know.
On the more “earthly” side of things?
- The new provincial swimming pool laws forced me to build a fence (because heaven forbid we have one more thing to not stress about).
- Tax season swooped in like a mood vampire, draining every ounce of joy.
- Credit cards and loans staring me down like unpaid bouncers at the door of life.
- Dreams of family vacations or simple fun days feeling like they’re stuck behind a “no funds available” sign.
And because why not?
- A “casual” tire change and vehicle inspection turned into an unexpected garage bill that made my wallet cry.
- Distractions everywhere: the “urgent” need to build a vegetable garden, Netflix’s endless trap of “just one more episode,” and oh—should I even mention the NHL playoffs?
All of it together made doubt creep in. It made me pause and ask myself:
“What am I even doing?”
Should I keep pushing in my affiliate business—something that, let’s be real, hasn’t been profitable yet? Should I justify the hours spent at my laptop chasing a dream that’s taking its sweet time to show results?
Should I buy into the old saying, “It takes money to make money”? Because if that’s true, well… I’m screwed.
Am I doing enough?
Is this what burnout sounds like in your own head?
The truth is: Yes, I feel demotivated. Yes, I feel depressed.
But you know what?
I still have my WHY.
That stubborn, quiet voice inside reminding me that if I quit now, nothing changes. My WHY tells me that resilience isn’t born when everything is easy. It’s forged in moments exactly like this.
I may feel like I’m taking body checks in the corners of life’s rink, but dang it — I’m getting back on my skates. I’m putting the puck in front of me, head up, moving forward. One stride at a time. Until I score that goal that changes everything.
Spring is here. And with it comes the timeless call for a fresh start — a deep, soul-level spring cleaning.
And maybe… just maybe… this overwhelming mess isn’t a curse. Maybe it’s exactly what I need to remember:
- Money isn’t my god.
- Happiness isn’t measured in dollars.
- True wealth is health, love, resilience, and purpose.
If you’re only chasing money, you’re putting yourself in a very fragile place.
Money will come — as a byproduct of becoming the person who deserves it. Not as the goal. Never at the expense of your health, your peace, or your soul.
This is the real journey.
Progress. Growth. Joy in the small wins. Love in the hard days. Resilience when everything says “give up.”
That’s wealth. That’s success.
And I’m here for it.
See you next week. I got to go.
Just don’t want to miss the start of another exciting hockey game tonight where our team, the Montreal’s Canadiens will play their fourth game in the NHL playoffs against Washington’s Black Hawks. 😜
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