The Street Was Never Watching

Here’s what I eventually realized:

No one was watching me. People on the “street” weren’t tracking my trades. They weren’t waiting for me to fail. They weren’t judging my decisions the way I imagined. Nobody cared who you are and what you sell even though you will get chancers from time to time.

That pressure?

I created it. It came from; wanting to look competent – as though I’m earning a decent income and I do this as passion, wanting to prove something – I can still maintain my lifestyle even if the dynamics are against me, and not wanting to feel embarrassed, but the market doesn’t care about image and neither do most people.