I can remember reading those words. 10 years ago. A Facebook status, from some asshole who I used to be friends with. A guy who’d let me down, and now wanted nothing more than to hurt me. Hurt me by calling me a failure.

Hurt me by saying I’d never be anything.
Hurt me by saying my life had no meaning.

People do this shit all the time. They try and drag you down, call you pathetic, predict your absolute destruction, belittle you, laugh at you, mock you. And it’s awesome.

It’s awesome because you can use that to fuel what you do. You can use it to fuel and drive your ambition, make you work harder, make you try harder, make you run when your body aches, and work your eyes are closing.

There is no greater motivating power than the burning need to prove those assholes wrong, those assholes who want to see you crash.

Since then, I’ve had my ups and downs. I’ve won and lost, but today I’m a blogger with credits in Business Insider, TIME and more. I consult for and coach companies across the world. 

I wake up every day feeling thankful and grateful for being alive. I get emails from people who tell me that I’ve impacted their lives in a meaningful way.

I know that what has driven me to reach this point in my life has been my stubborn fucking refusal to let anyone call my game before it's done. My refusal to let anyone write me off, tear me down or try to hurt or destroy me. 

When I look back at the last 10 years, I know that regardless of what people said about me, I kept making the decision to fight, struggle and strive. And I always will.