Deeds Speak
Before we dive into this week’s Digest, I have something to share with you that I care about deeply.
Nobody hands you a manual for your own head. You get one for a car, a mortgage, a phone. For the thing running every decision you will ever make, you get nothing.
Therapy is the closest thing we have to that manual. That is exactly why I spent weeks going through the evidence behind it. People walk in trusting it completely, because what else is there?
I want you to walk in with your eyes open. That is the only reason I wrote this.
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A note before this one. I write about positioning every week, usually from the outside of somebody else’s company. This week it’s mine. Where the whole thing started for me, and why I’ve never been able to put it down.
People decide what you are by watching what you do at your own expense. I learned that in 1993, in the back of a car, from a woman making just under a thousand dollars a month.
We came to Canada that year. My father kept his job in India as a journalist, so he’d visit us and fly back, visit and fly back. That went on for five years. The three of us lived in the basement of my uncle’s house, my dad’s elder brother, and part of my mother’s paycheque went to him as rent. She typed data entry at a baby photo studio. Everything we needed came out of what was left.
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