Mindset:
A bad day/week can have a weird affect on me. I can, and have, attempted to continue on as if nothing happened - trading as if my mindset was in the right place. Not after, before this week.
@beerntrading posted in this thread about mindset, having bad days after a successful day/period. I will be checking out his journal on a regular basis.
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@algofy he has probably been really successful in life. Me, not so much. More failures than successes. Never having experienced wild success, but in one arena. Although it wasn't illegal, or immoral, the reward was internal; because it lacked any sort of monetary reward it is beyond the scope of ET.
But I wanted it. It almost felt like that is why I was put on this spinning ball that revolves around the sun. One of many spinning balls as science clearly shows. I no longer hold that belief, about myself, but the skill and confidence that came with it are clearly transferrable. For me, it is a misplaced confidence. In areas that I can be rewarded financially, I simply use it for an easy way out.
I never came to CO because of legal weed, the nurture of this awe inspiring nature, or even because of the hippy vibe that permeates this conservative, military town.
I arrived chasing hail storms.
Colorado gave me back my conscience. Something that I briefly laid to the side when hope, they say it springs eternal, was shattered.
Headaches! Heartbreaks! Heartaches!! 2008 was a rough year for most of the country.
This brings me back to mindset. When a man's hope is taken away, how will he respond? How will I respond? Do I fix what is broken when I may be the least qualified person in the room to accurately assess that?
Or do I rebuild in such a way that I know works? What way is that?
The market, and my specific participation in it, is exactly the opposite of real life. Success snowballs! Confidence is a good thing. Overcoming fear is a necessity.
In this arena, I lose fear when my experience is the exact opposite. My track record, even recently, would suggest that I would exhibit the same fear as I would have, stepping in the ring with a trained fighter. Instead of fear I am salivating at the opening bell. In this fight winner takes all! And then some. Possibly one's pride. Maybe their dignity. Their soul if you let it!
If you read this far and you think I may have answer, sorry. Just more questions.
Why am I not fearful?
