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The Thin Edge Between Positivity and Delusion
My generation is doomed. Most of us are lucky enough to be safe from the real world war, but we have the war going inside. The kind of war that never stops never slows down. The war of our minds.
I was born in a little military town, North-West part of Russia, right by the White Sea. Where the sun shines during 2–3 months of the year and snow melts at the end of June. My parents were and still, are, working hard to make a living, to put food on a table. They are good people. The type of good that you would put as an example of Good. Never stole, never lied, loyal friends, great parents. They put their life in building a family, supporting me and my sister. They are proudly liking every post I write, supporting every startup I create, sharing every video I record. They are proud. They know, they did an amazing job out of their lives. They feel accomplished.
Me, on the other hand, got this idea, this thought, that I am Extraordinary! I even got a visa from the United States of America proving it! So I need to shine bright like a diamond every day. I need to build a unicorn startup. I must become Forbes 30 under 30. I need this and that. Everything that I’m not. YET. But I believe I deserve it. That’s what my coach says: “You deserve it! Think of it, and you got it!”
