I feel like life beats you up sometimes so that when you win, you’re afraid to be arrogant… the memories of suffering can haunt you, keeping you in check.
You don’t want to meet the version of you that didn’t experience the suffering.
The beginning is always loud and confusing, brainstormed and sketched…
Funnily enough, my 1st public reply in bitcoin twitter circa 2017 was:
“The ones you don’t hear from are the ones truly doing 😉”