
Tetrenius
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I don't think life is worth living, but here we are. Enjoy.
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The Machine
How can I describe how terrible things in my head have been in the past several years. I'm moving past everything alone it seems. I keep going higher and higher and everyone I ever cared about is on the same ladder of the rung. I hate my life honestly. Start to finish it's been nothing but fight after fight after fight. Every single one has been different and challenging for me in different ways and some all the ways in one time. When I look back at things I used to be excited about I wonder who that person was that used to smile and laugh all the time. Still angry to a degree, but nothing to the point I am now. Food tastes different, I have no will to take care of myself and I've been alone not lonely but alone for the entirety of it. Nothing moves unless I move it, and nothing flows unless I release the water. You see I have three businesses that I'm simultaneously trying to run. Real businesses, not the ones that people tell you they own and don't have any clients or profits coming in. Real business like I started two of them out of a 1-bedroom apartment on my laptop that have made profit in the two years and counting we've been open. Two years of tax returns showing the proof, websites, employees, the whole nine. I also have a girlfriend who I thought would help me build this all with me. That was my first mistake... never assume someone will help you regardless of their words or closeness in proximity to you they are all the time. Running a business has never been about working yourself into the ground and if you still think that read any book from the E-Myth series. Businesses run themselves, they are their own entity completely separate from your personal identity. A business is supposed to be a machine. The employees are cogs in said machine and the owner turns the handle, so it runs properly.
By Tetrenius2 years ago in Confessions
Come on now. Content Warning.
If I don't write anything right now, I'll be doing myself a disservice because I have so many things swirling in my brain. I do not understand how more people aren't like me but, then again, that's what everyone would say, and you know what I would say to that? "Shut up, you have no idea what you’re talking about". Certain people naturally know more than others. Some people can naturally perform better than others, and some people have a tendency to live better lives than others." For example, right now I have three companies that I actively run. There is a fourth, but I don’t actively run it right now. I am always looking for people who want to collaborate with me and not for me but to be honest I can't find either and no I am not complaining about the workforce. I am complaining about the lack of desire in people and the responses I am getting on a daily basis. At some point I have to think everyone I know is either closing their eyes on purpose or is plain stupid. Do you see the world that we are living in today? If you do, then you must realize you can make money in so many ways it's almost ridiculous to be broke. In that same thought I can say it should be so easy to get rich, but it's the exact opposite! Everyone is still as poor as can be and the rich keep getting richer and richer every year. It makes me sick that out of the three companies I operate only one is specifically designed to help people eliminate debt, multiply the money they make currently and provide an outstanding retirement after its all said and done. Only one, but would you guess which one I gain the most capital from? The one where its complete consumerism. They buy said product, I send it out or they purchase a specific time slot, and we go perform during that specific time slot. It's crazy!
By Tetrenius2 years ago in Confessions
Be Strong or Die
You have to know who you are in this world, or you will perish. This is even more true for woman since the world is constantly telling them what they can and cannot be. Throughout my life I've seen and met some amazing woman that have told me things they've had to do to survive that not only baffle me but make me question the world and its methods entirely. The first one I can think of is my mother. Of course, everyone's Mother is their hero and for good reason. They are the first ones to hold us tightly and show us unconditional love for who we are and who we become. My mother was no different. When I was growing up, she always made me feel less than. The first memory I have of her is not one that is loving, but one where she is screaming at someone, some person or something. I was never told I love you; she never hugged me after doing anything perfect and I could never exceed her expectations. She wanted the world for me and in her eyes the only way I would get that far was brutal punishment. Every day I was called lazy at least once a day from childhood until I left the house. She was unrelenting in this aspect and made sure that I was not worthy to breathe her air or be in the same space as her. There were days when I would ask questions about myself hoping she would verbally come to my rescue and of course she never did. My soul was crushed when I went into the house and when I left the house it felt like my great daily escape. "You are not who you think you are, and you will never amount to anything". "I know you can get A’s, but you bring home B's on purpose and you prove to me how stupid you really are". I was in trouble every year in school for physical violence, verbal abuse and stealing every year until high school, and the only reason it stopped then was because I lost all energy and love for myself to fight back in that way. Each and every time violence was met with more violence. No one asked me what was going on at home. It wasn't their job to understand why I wanted to hurt myself and others. It was their job to punish me for the way that I thought and my actions that followed. "You're dumb just like your father". "Why can't you be normal like Kris and Leonardo?" I blamed her for my childhood being dark and the looming clouds I have over me to this day. Still through all of that she taught me to be kind to other people. She knew that as "dumb" as I was other people were even worse off mentally than I was, and she made sure to tell me that I was supposed to take care of them. Even in that I was a failure to her, but as long as I didn't lose my smile around others the facade could be kept up that I was going through the same things as everyone else. I kept that smile into my adulthood, and it serves me well as a mask.
By Tetrenius2 years ago in Confessions
You make me sick. Content Warning.
When people say I don't have the words to describe what's going on I rarely ever understand what they mean by that. I always have the words to describe the absolute abysmal situation I am currently in. Partly because of my own fruition and the rest because certain people in my life are completely inept. First, I'll start off with the "property management" that we do. Why on Earth do we manage so many units and not even get 2% of the cut? Why did this start out as a good deal for us and then turn into my waking nightmare eternally? How did I let myself become so obsessed with helping others get ahead that I completely lost myself in the tsunami... by the time I get out of this I will never be the same as a person.
By Tetrenius2 years ago in Confessions
Winning is A Decision
Winning is a journey not too many people want to start and many never do. With that there are also people who think they’ve started and have been stuck in an illusion their whole lives. We all know the story of the three little pigs, right? The story starts out with three pigs in three different houses living in harmony. The first pig has a house built by straw the second twigs and the third brick. Randomly one day a big and (relatively bad) wolf comes along and tries to eat them. He blows both their houses down except for the third pig because his house was strong enough to withstand the wolfs powerful winds and the moral of the story is dependent on who you had teaching you. One being friendship and how the power of having reliable friends can come in handy in times of struggle, but if the wolf represents calamity in the world and the houses represent how prepared we are for it then the moral becomes more about building yourself up to be so strong that nothing can move you. However, in reference to winning there can be a different perspective all together. For example, imagine the pigs don’t know each other at all. They each build their respective houses and go about their days as usual, and the wolf instead of being “big and bad” is seen as a regular wolf and like regular wolves eating other animals is normal as its more for survival and not being subjectively mean. He still stumbles upon all three pigs individually and for the purpose of the story line he still blows their houses down. Now the first pig that built his house out of straw is completely confident that the wolf is not capable of blowing his house down. Straw might have been the only thing in his area, he might not know much about the strength of wolves we don’t know for certain all we know is he built his house out of straw. Straw is the weakest material in the story, so we know that he was done the fastest between the three pigs. With such speed he was able to enjoy the fruits of his labor quicker much like instant gratification. Without any thought of what could potentially harm him, or what the best material was around him he would proceed to build something that was sufficient for the needs he was thinking about presently like shelter, warmth, and stability. This leaves him open for an opportunistic wolf that appears on the scene hungry and as quickly as the pig built his home the wolf just as quickly blows it down and feasts on the pig.
By Tetrenius4 years ago in Motivation
