Geez mate....am I gunna have to send you that load of Kleenex tissues


. Mate may I suggest a good book to read..."Awaken the Giant Within" by Anthony Robbins. Now I don't have depression....I'm to angry to get depressed

....but I have had to learn to kick a few bad habits and deal with some internal stuff. Part of being able to do that is in part due to this book...which I am still reading...makes you really think....about how you think. Anyway do yourself a favour and get it.
Also and take this the right way......many people have hard luck stories...some worse than others....but do you really want to be talking about them in another 15-20 yrs....as that is what most people do. It's their excuse for not achieving or doing things they wanted to set out in life to do. Ultimately and maybe hard to stomach is that to continue to let those things affect is a choice.
True story...many moons ago I had a young bloke working for me....he had long hair, tatts and built like a brick ****house. He also had a great personality and attitude. Told him to cut the hair, wear a long sleeve shirt ( we were selling security...best he look like he was on the right side

). Long story short...I ended up letting him stay with me as he was in between houses. One night after a few brews, he breaks down....he had been molested, lived on the streets, had a child with a woman who wouldnt let him visit.
I sat there....listened and told him that not in a million years could I feel or understand what he had been through. However right at this very moment...no one...and I mean no one is holding a gun to your head. Choices you make from here are your choices alone and nobody elses. If you want to see your daughter...you need to make the right choices...a choice to be a desparing person in 20 yrs time....or a choice to be a successful and happy person. At one stage he almost bopped me as he thought I was being harsh.
The company we worked for folded and went seperate ways. Some months later I get a letter. It was from this bloke and out of the letter falls a picture. A picture of him and his daughter. He wrote to say thanks.....he had a rental house....a good job and had weekly access to his daughter. He also said that he had made his choice and it wasnt to dwell and drown in his past....but to swim and take life face on.
I wrote him back telling him not to thank me...but to thank himself....where he was...was due to him.....I just gave him some advice...that was all. I hope you understand the story that I am telling and that it comes with care but maybe also a bit of a jolt. Get the book...its worth it,
Regards
Stevo
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