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🍿 My wife thought I died on the sidewalk
Wow, some nice & light Monday morning reading.
There was definitely a lot of consideration before I wrote this post.
Would anybody care?
Would people make fun of me?
Will I lose credibility?
Is this even appropriate for LinkedIn?
All questions that literally don't matter.
So I full sent.
Our society glorifies hustle culture, and really, what's the fucking point? None of this matters if you die. This a defining moment of my career and, more importantly, my life.
Had I not made a change, I'm not sure I would have made it.
Not to sound dramatic, but that's how much this affected me.
This also didn't just happen overnight. There were months and months and months of compounding moments that led to this. There were signs, all ignored.
All for the sake of showing up a way that wasn't really me.
The craziest part: once I stopped pretending, I performed better. My teams performed better. My relationships were better, and I started having a better overall life.
Shocking, I know.
But that night, someone did die. The fictional character I was pretending to be.
Will the real Chris Keller please stand up?
Fuck yeah, I will.
Stay Hungry,
