I was homeless for six months in 2011. I slept in my car. I used to park behind a small church because it was dark and quiet. I thought nobody knew I was there. Every morning, I’d wake up, drive to a gas station to wash my face, and go to work (yes, I had a job, just couldn't afford rent). One night, it was freezing. 10 degrees. My car wouldn't start to run the heater. I was shivering so hard my teeth hurt. I saw the back door of the church open. A janitor came out to dump the trash. He saw my car. He saw me huddled in the front seat. He didn't call the cops. He didn't come over and tap on the window. He just walked back to the door, unlocked it, and propped it open with a small rock. Then he turned on the hallway light and left. I waited ten minutes. Then I ran inside. It was warm. There was a couch in the lobby. There was a bathroom with hot water. I slept there every night for the rest of the winter. Every night, the rock was there. I never met the janitor. I never thanked him. I’m back on my feet now. I have a house. I have a bed. But every year on the first snow, I donate a check to that church. I write "For the heating bill" in the memo line. Sometimes the loudest way to love your neighbor is to say nothing at all.
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@justalexoki Exercise (I know… not that original). You don’t need to be training like a body builder or athlete, but just going and moving some weight or running for 30-60 mins, 3 times a week makes a massive, MASSIVE, difference.
I went through this exact journey myself.
After 13 years climbing the ladder at hedge funds in NYC and ultimately reaching my goal of becoming a portfolio manager, I had a major internal crisis. I had the analytical capabilities to do the job, but my nervous system wasn't wired in a way that aligned with navigating the volatility of the marketplace (and workforce) while also finding internal peace & joy. I worked with a coach, and he asked me "is this what you want to be doing at 50?". I was burned out and no longer found meaning in seeking to generate 300bps of alpha for institutional LPs - the answer was obvious. I knew I needed a change.
I decided to move my family from NYC to Scottsdale, and downshift & reorient my career, while also meaningfully restructuring my personal cost structure.
I thought the peace and joy would flow immediately upon the move...remove the stressor and joy arrives, right? Right?!
WELL, for really the first time in my life, this gray feeling of depression crept in, and it surprised me.
In NYC I was special. I had status, I had an identify. The first thing people ask at a cocktail party in Tribeca is "what do you do?". With pride, I responded "I'm a PM at Citadel". Brokers rolled out the red carpet and "friends" emerged given your perch and your ability to help them. I was infected with mimetic desire and I moved into a beautiful apartment building and was neighbors with Leonardo DiCaprio and Tyra Banks. And it was fun, it was thrilling.
Then, all of a sudden I didn't have that. I was a failed "semi-retired" PM. I looked around me, and I didn't feel special...I felt, for the first time in my life, average. I lived in an average house, drove an average car, and lived an average lifestyle. And it hit me harder than I thought it would.
And I went through it. I struggled for a solid 18 months. I went through the letting go of my ego, the letting go of the identity that I had been so carefully crafting for nearly 20 years.
What did I learn along the way?
I learned that depression is a feature, not a bug. A period of depression, when associated with the letting go of identity, is actually a well-established threshold in the archetypal evolution of male spirituality.
The journey for me kicked off a transition towards a much deeper exploration of the true meaning of life, which I believe is a deeply personal question. For me, this transition point marked a transition towards inner growth as a primary metric of success. Who I can become.
In exploration, I learned that what I was going through was far from unique, but was actually a well-established transition point in a well-lived life.
I stumbled upon Richard Rohr's wonderful book, Falling Upward, and it seemed to explain this journey in wonderful precision.
How the loss of attachment to status and identity is actually a wonderful gift!
I have established this framework as a core part of my personal philosophy of life. And, with some distance from the gray, now look at that period of my life as a wonderful gift. A necessary letting go and reorientation towards more true and more enduring sources of peace, joy & meaning.
So, if you are feeling depressed at the loss of identity. Keep going. It's a sign you are on the right track.
This is why developmental tours are the best.
Drew Nesbitt is 30, turned pro 11 years ago. Has stopped playing multiple times and taught the game to make ends meet. Did it earlier this year.
And today he earned KFT status via @PGATOURAmericas
Life is poker, not chess
Four years ago I walked away from a guaranteed promotion at McKinsey and a $300K PE offer to work in gaming for a third of the salary.
Many thought I was insane. They were playing chess: calculating the optimal move with perfect information.
@SteveWiesnerSMB PE’s also lever up the small “mom and pop” HVAC company with CRM’s and other functions in order to aggressively expand to meet yield numbers on the portco and end up needing to price those in, on top of margin preservation. Spreadsheet’d PE model doesn't work everywhere
Charlie Kirk, a name synonymous with having the courage to speak what you believe and seek/welcome conversations with those whom you disagree with.
I’m not a political person but I am a proud American citizen and today was startling, saddening, and maddening all at the same time.. I’ve realized that I’m a bit naive to how crazy it all has become but watching a man get hunted and slayed in broad daylight because of his opinions made me disgusted and devastated.
This can’t be what we actually are or become as a country.. I believe that the good people will always outnumber the evil people but damn… today was an alarming day in our country’s history.
2 kids lost a dad.. a wife lost a husband.. and societal discourse lost a voice.
RIP @charliekirk11.. I send my prayers, thoughts, and love to his family and friends.
We have a seven year old entrepreneur in our neighborhood. He put out flyers and everything. He rolls your garbage can to the curb the night before trash pick up & rolls it back to your garage once it’s picked up. We of course signed up for this service & we pay him $5 a week.
When we signed up he came to our house with his parents to introduce himself. We congratulated him on his new business! He told us he was saving money for a car. We asked him what kind of car and he said a Lamborghini!! ���
So…. my husband reached out to our local Lamborghini dealer GM via email asking for a long shot that they might be able to bring a car by to surprise the little boy. The GM called us within six minutes. He said we’re not brining one car, we are bring many.
This Saturday there will 10 to 15 Lamborghinis parading on our block and will stop at the little boy’s house for pictures & a ride.
I cannot wait!!
Anyone should be able to opt out of Social Security at this point. At current rate, retirees are taking from younger generations to fuel their retirement while draining the program dry, on top of saddling the younger generations with debt to fuel boomer asset appreciation
Not everyone is miserably married. Some men actually adore their wives and see her as his best friend. And some women actually love, respect, and cherish their husbands too. Healthy love still exists. May this kind locate you.