I’ve been running my own business, in some form or other, for about three years. Often, I get hit by the self-doubt monster, by a massive wave of Imposter Syndrome. I mean, everyone does so why should I be different?
The question that kept plaguing me back in the day was, ‘what if I’m not cut out for this.’
I kept hearing stories about successful entrepreneurs who started and ran their own business as small children. My brother-in-law is one!
I started asking the question; are entrepreneurs born or made?
If they’re born, was I ever going to make this work? Maybe I wasn’t cut out of running my own business. And if that was true, then what? What was I going to do? I couldn’t go back to employment. Nope. That wasn’t going to happen. But if entrepreneurship is in your blood, then maybe I would never be destined for success.
What a load of rubbish!!
Saying all that…and bear with me here… We cleared out our loft the other weekend. It had a load of stuff from my childhood in it. Some books I thought I’d lost which are now on my shelves, a load of stuff for the charity shop and everything else was recycled.
I also found three massive folders containing what I assumed were just clippings from magazines. You see, when I was a kid, I was a horse-nut. One day, I thought, I would own at least one horse if not a yard full of them.
So I collected articles about how to care for them, exercise them, holidays, travel tips, product reviews, you name it, if it was about horse care, it was on those folders.
As I flicked through, chucking it piece by piece into the paper recycling, I remembered that my dream back then was to own my very own stable yard. My own equine business.
And then I found these…
Sheet after sheet of paper, tables and spreadsheets detailing the care of my imaginery horses…
AND the livery business I was running in my head!
Seriously. I loved spreadsheets even back then!
Not only that, I even did the marketing for my livery yard…
So while my brother-in-law (who runs a successful vehicle business) started off making money off the neighbours for washing their cars, I made thousands of imaginary money running my own imaginary livery yard.
But the organisation was real!
Even though I had this stark reminder of my childhood entrepreneurial dreams, I still think successful business owners are made and not born.
If my 30s have taught me anything (and they’ve taught me a lot), it’s that people change. Humans are capable of incredible things, and that includes changing their minds, their mindset and their future.
If you want to be an entrepreneur, a business owner, a side hustler or anything else, of course you can do that.
As with everyone good in life, it just takes a ton of work.
Entrepreneurs are not born. They are made.
Some are made young, some are made old, and some are made in their 30s.
When did you discover your entrepreneurial side?