You are not lazy, you just don't love what you do

If I could borrow your attention for 5 minutes then I would be really grateful. Read this and you may be a different person in 5 minutes.

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I remember I used to play soccer all the time. I was so passionate about it. When I was done with school I just dropped my bag at my front door, and then I picked my boys, one by one, and we were all going to a mini field next to our school. We would be there for hours playing with that ball. That damn ball was my dream.

I remember being the best in my elementary school. I knew that I would win with whoever I had on my team. I was so motivated, inspired, passionate. Everything had to do about football. I used to watch my favorite player, Lionel Messi, and wondering what it would be like if I was as good as he is. Having enough money to buy 100 houses and 100 cars, only by being the best footballer in the world. I grew up with him and football was all I could think about.

As a kid, I was passionate, I didn't care about what Mr logic was saying in my head. I was happy, motivated, and determined to do what I love. Go through all the hardships, and finally, my dream would come true. These were my conversations with myself.

The years went by, school got more difficult, my afternoon was full of extra lessons and in my mind was how I'm going to make a living when I grow up. I disconnected from my dream of becoming the best footballer in my country. I told myself that this is impossible. "Best player of the country? Relax a little Kon, what makes you think that you can be the best". That's what I used to hear in my head when logic came into my life.

Later on, money was all I could think about. I have just finished school, I'm 18 years old and the idea of making millions was planted into my head from the age of 15. The threads that used to connect me and soccer, were being cut by money, by logic, by the school. I lost passion. I forgot what it was like having the drive to do what you want.

I reached a new level of sadness. I was unhappy. Of course, I was playing soccer on my team but that wasn't enough. To make it pro you have to play soccer before you even wake up. Early mornings, late nights, hours of individual training, alone with yourself giving everything you got to achieve your dream. That wasn't me anymore and that was devastating for me.

I used to say that soccer maybe wasn't for me in order to make myself feel better for not following my dreams. That didn't seem to work at all. I couldn't sleep at night. I couldn't concentrate on my school lessons. I was watching everyone around me screaming "Failure" "Disgrace" "Loser". I know it may sound a little cliche but that's how I was feeling.

Becoming a stranger to football was completely my fault. Money had taken over my mind. I saw a couple of teenagers making thousands online and it got me interested. I tried myself what they tried and succeed, but I wasn't inspired to wake up and work for hours before and after school in order to make money. I wasn't burning inside like I used to do every time I played soccer. I had the wrong motive.

That period was life-changing for me. It made everything clear. My purpose in life was to play pro soccer. I just sat down one day to get my life organized while I was ready to enter the "real world" or the adult life if you prefer, and I asked myself: "What would your 10 years old self, say about how you are right now?". And I pictured my 10 years old holding his favorite ball and just kicking it at me as hard as he can. He didn't say a word.

That was when I woke up from my nightmare. And now my only purpose is to make a living doing what I love doing. Playing soccer.

Now my message to you is, if every time you wake up, you say "Crap, I don't want to go to work" then that's a problem. I'm not saying go play soccer. Soccer is my dream. Your dream may be to make your parents proud or to work at Google or Facebook. Anything that basically would make you happy, is the right thing to do.

Money has taken over us, and we do anything just to get paid. Putting all our efforts into making a living, something that leads to forgetting what's our purpose in this life. Because trust me, you were put on Earth for a reason. In my case, I needed my 10 years old self to remind me what my purpose is.

Do you exist in this world, or do you live here being the best version of yourself? Certain situations and circumstances help us see the (b)right side, by making us feel uncomfortable for a while. Life made me see what I don't want to do in this life and then I found what I love doing.

I hope that this article gave you the power, the inspiration, the motive to start what you need to start. I hope I helped you wake up and begin living your life to the fullest with purpose and goals. If I helped at least one of you or even better If I helped you open your eyes and see clearly why you lost your purpose, then I'm the happiest person alive.

Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to play some football, I got a dream I need to work on. I hope you have too. See you soon.

P.S.: Watch this video from Gary Vee. Even if you are not a creator, you'll get the message.