A Man Travels Far To See Who He Really Is
It took me over forty years to see who I really was. Growing up was easy for me. I had good parents, a roof over my head, enough food to eat - air to breathe and shelter. I had fun friends. A line in my first book, "at ten I was poor, but I was having fun."
The middle years weren't as easy. I didn't realize how much baggage I was carrying. Although on the outside I showed great strength, on the inside I was insecure. Going into sales brought out all of my insecurities. you see, in sales you either make your numbers or you're a loser. If you do great one year, you still have to make your numbers the next or you're a loser. Sales scared the shit out of me.
In those middle years, I didn't realize how many buttons I had. It was easy for my first wife and my second wife to control me by pressing my buttons. It was easy for me to feel anger, frustration and defensive at home and at work by others making me feel I was not good enough.
It took me forty years to solve my problems - BTW, I'm still working on them and will continue to do so the rest of my life. It took a very bright person to show me what I needed to do to get over my issues.
First step was to get rid of my buttons. Second step was to love myself just a little bit more than anything and anybody else. It took Bob eighteen months to help me see the light. When I finally got there, I took control of my life and became a happier person.
I truly believe that going through those middle years of hell helped me become the man I am today. I was always a good person. I was always a person who wanted to better myself. I was always a person who wanted to get the most out of life. I just needed someone to guide me to a happier life.
The tools that Bob gave me I'm still using today. Now at 77, these are the happiest years of my life. The journey was well worth it because I know who I really am.
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