There’s a moment in my work that I define as hustle.
It’s the moment when I’m about to give up and I shake my head and go “No, I must keep going.”
And in the last few months, I’ve experienced a lot of hustle.
I knew it wasn’t going to be glamorous or easy.
I knew I was going to have to work like I’ve never done before and I knew I was going to have many moments of doubts.
And there were.
There were days when I would lie on my couch and wonder if it’s all worth it.
“What am I doing?” And for a second, I want to crawl back to where I was comfortable. The world where I knew things.
But it’s too late and I know it.
I’ve come too far to give up.
I did not hustle for seven months only to give up.
The road is long and the journey seems far but I must keep going.
I take a step back and look at what I’ve done. All the pieces I’ve created from scratch and I feel a sense of accomplishment and pride.
I know that no matter how far away it still feels, I’ve come a long way.
I no longer feel like a caterpillar.
I’ve felt and watched myself grow in these last seven months.
I didn’t just say I was going to try blogging consistently, I am doing it.
I didn’t just say I am going to try to travel the world, I’m doing it.
I didn’t just say, I did, and that makes all the difference in the world.
When you hustle, you can’t leave your heart on the side. You have to throw it into the pit and fire.
Every failure and every rejection hurts. But you learn to use it as fuel to keep the light going.
But every win and success feels glorious. A type of glory that you can only feel when you go on your own journey. It buzzes through your body.
Sometimes, I can’t sleep due to excitement for the future, sometimes I can’t sleep due to anxiety.
There’s a very thin line between the two.
Hustling taught me it’s not about impressing people. It’s about impressing yourself so much that other people can’t help but notice.
Hustling taught to be bold and deliberate.
Hustling taught me to break the rules.
Hustling taught me I am worth it.
But most importantly, hustling taught me to not give in to fear.
Hustling is about giving yourself the chance to go after your own dreams.
Something that you can’t explain your love for.
Like a song that you can’t help but bop your head or drum your fingers to.
My hustling brings these words to the page and makes me want to dance.
What is your hustle?