No Fucks Given Mindset

I’ve gotten a very late start on my “no fucks given” mindset. In high school, I gave so many fucks that I had a hard time feeling like a normal human being. Every movement I made, I questioned. And if I was called on in class. GASP, a literal nightmare.

The fucks started to loosen their stronghold on me as I moved through my 20s, and even more so in my 30s. At year 44, I can honestly say the fucks have flown the coop.

NFG in Joshua Tree, CA

Now that I’m not overthinking every decision or immobilized by embarrassment before I even speak a thought into the world, I’ve made real strides in my entrepreneurial life. I don’t care if I fail, because I’ll just try again. I don’t care if I look like a blubbering idiot on my videos, because I’ll just make note of where I can improve next time.

I started a YouTube channel and it’s absolutely horrible. I give no fucks, because you have to start somewhere. It will probably get better over time; or maybe it won’t. YouTube isn’t my main focus, but it has been a great way for me to practice turning thoughts into words. Just getting started is a huge deal. Young me would have NEVER in a million years put myself in front of a camera like that.

Thanks to my “elderly” age, I’ve been accused of being “cringe” by my teenage child. Do you know what I do in response to that? I rock my cringe. One day he’ll see that being yourself is so much easier than trying to be anything else. I wish my teenage self had that wisdom. I guess it’s just something you have to grow into.

Eli found the end of the world. NFG

My wild, creative, never-ending stream of ideas makes life colorful, exciting, and sometimes exhausting. But I’ve learned to embrace, and LOVE, my no-fucks-given, cringe self. And so should you. Cheers! XO

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