Is Anything That Excites You To Build A Great Company
I'm taking the Kauffman Fellows Academy class Venture Deals, this summer.
It's a pretty graphic class. You have to make dirty things like, power points. Study even dirtier things called cap tables, and dive into option pools hoping you won't get diluted.
The truth is, I really did get pretty excited when my mind crossed the decorative lace of spreadsheets, and understood how cap table's work.
Ahhh, now I could of used this knowledge a few months ago, when the crazy insane entrepreneur in me hit the end of the road for my startup. Yep, the fire in the burn rate oven, burned up all the cash. It's all over. Done. Cooked. All the hard work, and another startup hitting the graveyard.
After long thinking, I realized that I wasn't done, I was at the part in building a startup called. Finding funding. Of course I had no idea how to seek funding. I also had no knowledge of what was being taught to me in the Venture Deals class.
But I like my startup porn and I like to get dirty. So I dove in head first into a giant pond called WhisperApp. Yeah, it's saturated with HMU ladies! And all kinds of thirsty sex driven post. Certainly I could find an Angel investor to save my startup from death. What did I have to lose, my startup virginity?
I posted "Startup Launched, Seeking Angel Investors" and within minutes I was talking to two very REAL investors. I was totally fucked! My startup did not get laid, it got its ass kicked!
The two very kind and knowledgeable Angel investors gave me a few lessons in finding capital. It might be helpful to have more than $84.00 dollars in sales. And one of them told me "I had balls". Yes, I do have balls, they're named "Crazy" and "Insane" they come in useful, when you venture out into the area's you know nothing about.
I can tell you as I'm in the mist of the Venture Deals class that I am so looking forward to showing these two beautiful Angel investors my cap table spreadsheet. ; - ) Hey, $84 dollars can turn into 84 million, it's just a matter of how dirty you get on your cap table spreadsheets. How many investors you can lure into your startup dreams. How to manage the option pool. Building a strong team, hitting every milestone, yeah, just a matter of a few things.
So when your startup hits the end of the burn rate road. Use your startup porn and get dirty! Getting multiple term sheets has never been so fun.
*Note to Investors: I have three startups. One launched. Two in the brain. And the two in the brain scale massively compared to DigiThin. I so need to be in an accelerator, before my brain blows up from an overload of startup ideas.
*Note to Entrepreneurs: I do not know if Brad and Jason will teach this class again, or if it will be offered in the fall. If it is I highly recommend it to every startup seeking funding. Get the book.
It's the best kind of VD to get! And take the class!
My guess is not many.
PTSD is a condition that torments the soul. Or the mind mostly. But it spreads into the soul of the person and makes life a F****** mess for that person, and the ones they love.
I would never want to admit I have it, cause of course, when the therapist said I had it, I said "That's for people in a war zone, you're so fucking wrong to label me with that!" Oh yeah, it's people who have to witness a murder, people who have to point the weapon and kill a teenager, it's for people who are tortured by others, oh that's me...... Tortured by others.
After my therapist told me point blank you have PTSD, I did not believe it truly for few more years. But I started looking at the shell of its idea. Really? Did some situation in life mess me up that bad? That makes me really angry. How could I have this problem? I'm normal for the most part, how the hell can someone's brutality to me, F*** me up so much? This makes no sense. I didn't go through the cruelty of a war zone. I did not have to hear the bullets buzz by my head, bombs go off nearby, and the threat of my life ending every second while on patrol. I did not get tortured that way.
I fully understand what it is. It's an evil root in one's soul, placed there by circumstance, or other human beings. Yep, that's it. Yet try to root it out of yourself and you're a failure. It's a poison that destroys the mind,and spreads into your system wreaking havoc of every relationship in your life.
Yeah, It's A Very Horrible Burden To Carry Around.
Oh, gulp, well, we don't want her as our founder. She's a messed up person! Yeah, you do! Cause I'm the one who see's what you cannot see. I'm the one who feels what you cannot feel. I'm the one who's trouble is actually a gift. I'm the one, who's going to cross the boundary where others will shy away. I'm the one, who's going to conquer PTSD. I'm the one who's going to build the startups, cause, well, there is nothing else to do in life, but to build something great for others.
I don't have the answer as to why some of us get PTSD, but I think it's because of the circumstance and that we are the people who FEEL. We are the people who care about others more than ourselves.
How Can You Get Over Your PTSD?
First, you have to recognize it. That was a big problem for me. I can't say exactly how to get over it. For me, my PTSD is a problem with triggers and repeating thoughts. I hate the repeating thoughts. They are useless to me. All they do is, repeat in my head, over and over, year after year. If the triggers to them are present, then the thoughts repeat constantly. If the trigger's, are seldom, it makes it easy on me, the thoughts stop or slow down and I can actually be free to be me. Oh, the freedom from, repeating thoughts of the torture, that's the day I desire. But this is not an easy problem to get over. For the military person, every thunderstorm is torture, every loud bang! How do we live our lives free of the triggers? For me, I'm trying to get the triggers out of my life, but it's not really possible. How does a military person make a thunderstorm stop? Were sorta fucked with this problem. Yep. How do we get over PTSD? I'm not sure, but I'm going to keep trying to find the answer. If I don't, the repeating thoughts will destroy me.
We May Have PTSD, But We Can Still Function In Society
I can still show up to my job with a smile. I can still create my ideas. I can still go to school, I can still be a mom. I can still build startups, I just can't get close to people. I cannot trust. And I can't free myself from the repeating thoughts. It's like having a bleeding cut inside the body. An endless flow of pain. It really sucks. We're still humans' and most of us with it can still function I society. So please don't ostracize us. We are very lovable. : - ) But don't expect a close relationship. You'll have to work for that.
