These days I often wonder what would have happened last year if a few of the chips had fallen on the other side and I ended up in a financially collapsing business.
I certainly stared it straight in the face for a long time through lockdown 1 and made up all sorts of narratives and scenarios as to where me and my family could have ended up.
On reflection now I suspect I would have been ok and some of the nice people out there in blog land would have given me a job to be able to keep my house, I would have worked damn hard to make sure I could have kept it and my life would have changed dramatically.
I probably would have joined the library because you can get books free from the library and I probably would have walked a lot more and ridden a bike that I already owned and removed myself from the world of commerce and back-biting and fighting and marketing and finance and patient complaints which seems to be modern dentistry.
Even through that time and the worry of what might happen to Alison and the kids in terms of their lifestyle, I wasn’t overly scared of failing.
I wasn’t scared about telling people that I was failing and wasn’t scared about the story that would go with me were I to fail.
I tried my best and it might not have been good enough but I had tried my best.
Looking back and now looking forwards, I think instilling that unfear of failure is one of the most important things we can do to drive ourselves into a better future.
On the way to work the other day I was listening to the phone-in on 5 Live and listening to a lady from the north of England who was describing exactly what she goes without in order to feed her children what she wants to feed them.
None of my problems are a problem at all.
The future of my work and the future of our business and the future of our team and any influence we may have lies in a world that might not work and I am down with that.
I’m honest with the people here that if you reach for the stars sometimes you trip over a rock.
I would much rather have it that way than have the uncertainty of what is to come against beige safety and insurance and a slow death.
Blog Post Number - 2937