There’s nothing I enjoy more than to connect with other like-minded people. Those who were never content with the status quo, the corporate drone bullshit, the whole “work until you retire at 65” crap that our society happily shoves down our throats from the time when we’re born until, well…, it’s too late to do anything. I admire people who’ve managed to carve out their own path in life and do something meaningful.
Meet Kyle, a young former-corporate wage slave who escaped his comfortable but super boring life in California for a much more meaningful and satisfied life in Eastern Europe.
To be honest, this is easily one of my favorite podcasts that I’ve ever done. In this podcast, we covered pretty much everything: location-independence, travel, favorite countries and cities, business, dropshipping/ecommerce, building products and services and much more.
There’s definitely something for everyone.
Here are some of the things we discussed:
(1:24) Kyle’s background, where he’s from and where he’s now.
(3:30) Why Kyle moved to Czech Republic over other countries
(5:05) Pros and Cons of living in Eastern Europe over West
(6:13) The lack of “hustle mentality” in Eastern Europe; The New York City hustle mentality
(10:13) The challenges of working hard in during the Eastern Europe summers
(11:00) My friend’s weird 5-12 work schedule
(12:05) Kyle’s typical day routine
(13:33) The “truth” about the Location-Independent lifestyle
(14:30) Kyle’s future travel plans
(16:05) The challenges of traveling and working at the same time
(19:09) How I booked location accommodation in Bali and Thailand
(19:45) The cost of renting an apartment in Kiev, Ukraine
(21:48) Kiev vs. Odessa vs. Other Ukrainian cities
(24:00) Why Kyle is not interested in moving around too much
(25:00) The importance of building solid relationships vs. random friends here and there
(27:40) Comfortable salary for living in Eastern Europe
(28:00) $2-3/mo vs. $1M vs. $1B
(29:10) The importance of time – enjoying your life during your 20s, 30s, and beyond
(29:45) Going to Brazil at 29 vs. Going to Brazil at 55. Does it matter?
(30:22) Club in Rio de Janeiro where you’ll have fun whether you’re 25 years old or 55 years old.
(37:15) The myth of “overnight success.”
(40:44) The challenges of writing a book
(42:35) How to validate an idea
(44:45) The power of building a strong brand
(47:00) What’s better: blog or twitter?
(52:25) Making free money with drop shipping (Credit card points)
(58:40) The biggest business epiphanies/failures
(1:03:00) The parallels of business / personal relationships
(1:04:00) How to start from nothing
(1:07:10) Starting a business on the side vs. Quitting your job and terrorizing yourself
I’ll be blunt with you. I don’t care who you are or what you think, if you’re constantly surrounded by people who speak a language you don’t understand (e.g., you’re living abroad), then you must absolutely learn that language.
Not only is it a requirement, but it makes the entire experience much more pleasant and rewarding. While most of the world speaks English to a certain extent, in a non-English speaking country English is only good for quickly getting directions when you’re lost, or clarifying something with a waiter at a restaurant. Outside English-speaking countries (and Scandinavia), people speak English at a basic level at best, so forget about forming deep connections in English.
English is always a poor choice for flirting with the opposite sex, regardless if you’re on the beaches of Rio, the streets of Barcelona or the posh clubs of Moscow.
When I lived in Thailand, I met lots of expats who either just moved with an intention of living for a few years, or those who’d already lived there anywhere from three to five years. The surprising part is that not even a single one of them made an effort to learn Thai. All they did was complain how difficult Thai language is, and that’s a complete pain to learn. They had about zero motivation to learn the native language of the country they were inhabiting.
During my travels, learning the local language has been extremely rewarding. When I lived in Mexico, I learned Spanish (with a Mexican slang). It was useful later in Argentina, Peru and Colombia, all the countries where I lived later on. When I moved to Brazil, I immediately started learning Portuguese. Three months later, I understood almost everything and could communicate without falling back to English.
I could never imagine spending more than 6 years in Latin America while only speaking English. That’s like admiring a BMW M5 gracefully moving along the street from your apartment window without ever physically getting behind the driver’s seat and actually driving the beast. The difference in experience is paramount. (If you visited/lived in Brazil without speaking Portuguese, your trip doesn’t count; you owe it to yourself do it over but this time speaking exclusively in Portuguese).
I continued picking up languages when I moved to Europe. When I lived for several years in Lithuania, I began learning Lithuanian, one of the hardest European languages. While I can’t say I’m fluent, I’m at a point where I can have a basic conversation and understand some of the online news.
Last year, I began exploring Asia, with an initial stop in Bali, Indonesia. There, I began studying Bahasa Indonesian. It also proved a deeply rewarding experience.
When language isn’t a necessity
Often times, you don’t necessarily need to learn another language. Maybe you’re living in America and don’t have an option (or desire) to live in another country. Thus, learning another language isn’t a necessity; you can get by in English (or the native language in your own country). Still, you’d be doing yourself a huge favor if you made an effort to learn a new language.
But which one?
It’s a common fact that some languages are in higher demand than others; they’re spoken by more people than others. Unless you’re planning to move to, let’s say, Hungary, it would make little sense to expend energy learning an esoteric language like Hungarian, one of the hardest languages in the world.
Spanish, on the other hand, makes much more sense. It’s a language that’s spoken by almost the entire South American continent except for Brazil. It’s also a relatively easy language to pick up and begin speaking in.
Spanish is also a gateway to a family of Latin languages: Italian, French, Portuguese, Romanian, and regional ones like Catalan. That’s pretty much most of Western Europe right there. By leveraging the fact that some languages are similar, you’re able to quickly pick up a whole set of new languages with minimal effort.
Once you learn Spanish, learning Portuguese becomes simple and fun. The two languages are extremely similar. Furthermore, it’s pretty much a necessity if you ever plan to step your foot in one of the greatest countries in the world, Brazil.
Once you know Spanish and Portuguese, understanding French and Catalan becomes infinitely easier. Knowing those two Romance languages also helped me in unexpected places: understanding Romanian while I lived in Bucharest several years ago.
Another important language to learn is Russian, my native language. Russian is an extremely rich language, blessed with lots of legendary works of literature such as War and Peace, Crime and Punishment and many others.
Russian is more difficult than English, Spanish, Portuguese or even French. But those who make an effort are handsomely rewarded. They’ll be able to travel around the former Soviet Union countries—pretty much all the former 15 republics speak Russian to some extent.
Like Spanish, Russian is also the gateway to a family of languages, namely Slavic. Once you learn Russian, you’ll be able to understand other Slavic languages with varying degrees of difficulty such as Ukrainian, Polish, Serbian, Slovakian, Croatian, Slovenian, Slovak, Czech, etc. That almost covers the entire Central and Eastern Europe.
When I lived in Belgrade, Serbia, I was pleasantly surprised how similar Serbian is to Russian. Walking around the streets of the Serbian capital, I could read and understand almost every word. Although I had trouble understanding spoken speech (I wasn’t used to the pronunciation), I was told by Russians who’d been living there for many years that, with the knowledge of Russian, it would take me only around 3 months to learn Serbian. And Serbian being similar to Croatian and Bosnian, that means quickly picking up three new languages in one fell swoop.
I’d say it’s pretty good when you can move to a new country and pick up their language in as little as a couple of months.
If you’re looking for a more exotic language, I would choose something like Chinese or Japanese. Of course, that’s a given if you’re living in China or Japan, but even if you didn’t, it would be pretty cool to learn a language that’s completely different from European ones. Both languages have a certain form of appeal. Each also enjoys a relatively large population. It’s safe to say that learning either one would never be a waste of time.
A cool thing about learning new languages, is that, each new language becomes incrementally easier to learn. Bilingual people have a much easier time picking up a third language than those who only know one language; trilingual people tend to pick up a fourth language quicker than bilingual people.
Additionally, studies have shown that those who already speak a few languages have developed a more dense neuron connectors which, in turn, enables them to be more creative all-around thinkers. As someone who speaks several languages, I find that absolutely true. At times, I’ve found myself looking at various problems from different angle, something that I do when I switch between languages.
Actually, I’ll even go further: comfortably speaking a different foreign language makes me feel superhuman.
Whether you’re living abroad or not, you don’t need an excuse to start learning a new foreign language. It’s one of the greatest things you can do for yourself. I’m currently living in Kiev, Ukraine. The other day I met a Mexican guy at a coffee shop. As soon as I discovered he’s Mexican, I instantly switched to Spanish.
Merely speaking the language made me feel as though I was back in Mexico, a country where I’ve lived before: either relaxing on a beach in Playa del Carmen or hanging out in the chic Condesa neighborhood of Mexico City.
We finished the conversation and parted ways. Half an hour later, I entered one of my favorite restaurants and sat down. When the waiter approached me and asked for my order, I switched back to another language: Russian. In an instant, I became a local.
That would never happen had I spoken English both times, first with the Mexican guy and then with the Ukrainian waiter.
So, which language should you learn? If you’re an expat who’s living in a foreign country, then the choice is clear: start learning the country’s language.
If you’re someone who isn’t living abroad, the key is choosing a language that appeals to you the most. It’s much easier studying a language that you find cool and interesting than being forced to learn a language you don’t want and don’t care for.
Start with that one. Then work yourself through its language family. Or go crazy and learn a completely new language that’s radically different from any of the other ones you’re familiar like Japanese or Arabic. Rest assured, communicating in a different language will help you connect with the locals in ways you’d never before thought possible, thus making your life infinitely richer and more fulfilling.
This is a guest post by Kyle from ThisIsTrouble.com.
The word thrown around so often to American men. The thing we’re supposed to have more than anything of, but in reality – we have almost none of it.
From a young age, we’re forced into a school system that shackles us to a desk and deprives us of our ability to run and use our energy. That continues all the way to adulthood, where we’re chained to a cubicle, given a package of human resource rules to follow, and told that this is the only path we have in life.
“It is what it is.”
The above is the favorite phrase that all companies and managers use to keep you around the office, reporting to work like a slave so that you can never break free. And while you’re at it, make sure you buy that expensive house, car, TV, boat, blender and the granite countertops – preferably on credit. Credit that will haunt you until you die.
I’ve decided I’ve had enough.
I’ve gone the way of the Maverick, and never plan to look back.
On paper, I’m Corporate America’s dream worker bee. And for the longest time, I was also every American woman’s dream guy.
I was fortunate enough to be gifted in several aspects of life, especially technology. I was ripping apart computers at ten years old, graduated college early, and took my first steps into the Corporate America world as a bright-eyed, barely able to drink 21 year old kid.
I was always the “nice guy” throughout high school and college. Girls always told me that I’d make the perfect husband – someday. Not surprisingly, I didn’t kiss a girl until I was 19, and was still a virgin at 21. This was despite the fact that I’d gone through a pretty big transformation:
The funny thing is that I started the corporate life at about the same time I lost my virginity. All of a sudden, two new realities were thrown in my face. All of a sudden, I became free.
Those two realizations were:
Corporate America is a soul-sucking experience.
Nearly everything I’d been told about women was wrong.
The above are the main two reasons I have now walked away from my job, my life in Los Angeles, and everything about the American lifestyle. They’re the reasons I have my bags packed and a one way ticket to Poland.
And to be clear – it’s not that I’m leaving a dead-end career or a bad situation. I’m clearing six figures and I’m not quite 25 years old, my game is sharp enough that my main girl in Los Angeles is a Disneyland princess, and I have a good group of male friends I can turn to for companionship and support. I’m not saying these things to brag, but I hope that it passes this message along: even though things seem great – something still feels amiss in my life.
To discover that something is my next goal.
When I’m on my deathbed, I don’t want to have the “what-ifs” that so many people take with them to the grave. I don’t want to ask myself what could have been, but rather have beautiful memories of what was. Would I rather have memories of grey walls, fluorescent lights, and American attitude, or the alternative: an office at the beach, mountains, or wherever I please, fresh air, and radiating feminine charm from beautiful women?
I’m not naive enough to think that it’s all going to be roses on my journey, but I’m also enough of a dreamer to see a vision and the possibilities.
It certainly wasn’t an easy decision to leave my family, friends, career, and the gorgeous Los Angeles weather behind. I hemmed and hawed about it for days, weeks, and months. It became a lot easier when I thought of the worst case scenario though, because:
I can always go back to my dreary career.
I have well over a year of living expenses stocked away, so I plan to build my business. But if it fails, it’s not hard to come up with $1,500 a month in freelance work (provided you put in the hours finding it).
Even if I fail…failure makes you stronger as a man.
I’ve come to the realization that the greatest risks in life also carry the greatest rewards.
This is why I’m becoming a Maverick Traveler.
Like James’ background, I come from the tech world. My career in tech began on February 18th, 2013 – and comes to it’s final conclusion on February 23, 2016. Just over three years of commutes, office junk food, office politics, and more. How James made it for nearly ten years is astounding, and he deserves a medal of honor for his service.
I suspect the likely reason he held out for so long is because resources like Maverick Traveler weren’t around for him in his early years. Men like me, who are in our early or mid twenties, are blessed beyond belief. Sites like this exist for a reason – they shed light on the problems that young men face.
There are so many things wrong with the Corporate America environment.
Many of you are probably of above-average intelligence, yet are still forced to work the typical 40 hour a week workweek. I’ve never understood this method. If someone can get the work done in half the time – they should only have to work half the time! Corporate America doesn’t pay you to get the job done, because if that was the case I’d only be working one day a week. Instead, they pay you for your time. Time is the only thing on the planet that you cannot simply buy more of. It is a finite resource, and Corporate America milks you for all you’re worth in this regard.
You do not want to be an administrator – you will get calls at any time of day and night and be expected to save the day.
You do not want to be in any sort of support – even though it’s often hourly pay, the stress of dealing with shitty customers is not worth it.
The truth of the matter is that you don’t want a career that can’t scale.
You want to be paid fairly for your time. Careers in IT simply don’t do that. Corporate America as a whole doesn’t do that. Now, don’t run out and quit your job just because this blog post says so. But have a plan of escape, lay your own future down and figure out what you want. Maybe you want to be a Maverick Traveler and jump to exotic locale to exotic locale. Or maybe you want a brick and mortar bike shop.
Whatever it is, just know that as an above-average-intelligence man – eventually, you are going to get a desire to get more out of life than long commutes, cubicles, and office politics. You just have to summon the courage and take the plunge.
On the radio the other day, I heard a special called “War of the Roses”. Essentially, it’s a game where people have the radio station call someone they are dating, or went on a date with – and the poor person on the receiving end of the call gets put on the spot and grilled about the relationship. Most often, it’s a man getting this phone call from the DJ.
The girl who asked the radio station to call in was wondering why the man didn’t call her for a second date. She told the story about how he ended the date after half an hour – he paid the bill, wished her well, and walked out. Obviously, he didn’t like something about her and chose to not waste his valuable time on her, but he was very classy about it.
This girl couldn’t handle the rejection.
She attempted to shame him by having the radio station call and interrogate him about their date. While he tried to dance around the questions and keep it peaceful, she attacked him so viciously he told the truth.
His response was as follows:
“The reason I left and never called you was because you had your phone out the entire date. You never put it away, and you sat there and read me your Instagram and Facebook comments. You’re cute, and I’m sure no one has told you this – but you have a major attitude problem, you’re vapid, and you have absolutely no social skills. I’m not interested.”
The girl nearly burst into tears on live radio. She gathered herself and began defending her conversational skills, saying that reading Instagram and Facebook comments was her way of talking about her day and making conversation.
Read that again: A girl truly thought that reading her social media comments from thirsty men, while on a date,was acceptable and stimulating conversation to the man she was on a date with.
Props to this man for having the balls to call her out.
While this example is on the extreme end of the spectrum, it does provide some insight into how most American women are these days. If you have traveled abroad and dated foreign women, you know exactly what I mean. Their feminine energy and charm is just so irresistible – the games fall to the wayside, and you find you actually genuinely enjoy spending time with these women both in and out of the bedroom. Game becomes less about manipulative asshole tactics, and more about simply being a strong and confident man with a dose of healthy masculinity.
American girls not only have the attitude, but insist on trying to run your life regardless of their relationship to you.
Do not let them shame you into marrying and committing to an American girl who wasted her prime years partying and turning men down for sport. There is no shame in walking away to another country, and dating beautiful and feminine women who make you immensely happy. Relationships should be about happiness, not competition. American women will shame you, saying that foreign girls are just submissive and want you for money – they’ll claim you need someone to “challenge you”.
It’s a lie.
A man faces enough challenge in his day to day life. While a pretty 18 year old girl has the world at her fingertips with millionaires wanting to wife her up, the 18 year old man has absolutely nothing. Life is a complete uphill fight for us from the time we are born.
I wouldn’t have it any other way. This struggle defines you as a man.
I want my woman to compliment me, not challenge. If I wanted competition, I’d go play sports with other men.
The reality of the situation is that American women phrase the “challenge” issue as a way of defending their abrasive and horrible attitude. Which is fine, they can continue to do so, and (unfortunately) plenty of men will continue to accept it.
They can continue having “conversations” about Instagram comments, I’ll take the beautiful foreign girls who support me in my life goals.
What Do You Want From Life?
Many of you reading this blog are probably quite successful yourselves – both in career, women, and life overall. At the same time, while you maybe aren’t unhappy with your current situation – something just feels a bit “off”. It’s nearly impossible to put into words; I’ve been writing my blog for three years and still struggle to describe it properly. The best advice I can give is this: listen to your gut. Your gut is almost always right. For example, when I ended up in the ghetto of Barranquilla, Colombia, and knew I needed to get out of there ASAP or I’d likely be robbed and/or killed. How I felt a gnawing feeling in my stomach everyday when I showed up at the office, disgusted at myself to put money in another man’s wallet. The disappointment when I would go on perfectly nice dates with American girls, but something just felt off.
Your gut instinct is a powerful tool. If something is telling you that something is “wrong” with your life, it’s because it’s the truth. And I’m here telling you that there is merit behind that truth. You may not be able to articulate it, but myself and countless other members of this online community can understand your pain.
You are not alone.
American society is no longer the land of opportunity it once was for young men. If you get out and see the world, you will see this. You’ll have your lightbulb moment, and from there – it’s up to you what to do with it.
That moment is a freeing feeling, and I’ve never felt more free than I do now.
This is a guest post from Kyle at ThisIsTrouble.com. Kyle is a former corporate wage slave who, through sheer struggle and determination, broke free of his corporate shackles and is about to embark on his first ever location-independent lifestyle.
My nomadic lifestyle started back in 2007 with a random trip to Buenos Aires, Argentina. A year before that I took a month off from work in order to explore Central America. As of now, I’ve been fortunate enough to step foot into over 75 countries and live in around 15 (depending how you count).
In this article, I want to take you inside the mind of long term nomad and explain what’s it like to travel the world for so long by sharing some of my thoughts and experiences. Hopefully this will help perspective maverick travelers decide if that’s something they’d like to do or not.
Freedom and Minimalism
Constant traveling forces you to develop a minimalistic lifestyle. There’s really no other way: you can’t take with you your car, your home stereo system, your 20 pairs of shoes, your 5 pairs of jeans, your tennis racquet and your rare knife set.
When I had a comfortable job in Silicon Valley, I probably went out every weekend to the mall and bought random stuff. Sometimes I bought new t-shirts, shirts and other clothes. My big closets were always full of random stuff; I’ve probably had enough clothes to not wash them for a few weeks or even months and still not smell like a homeless guy. If I wasn’t at the mall, I was most likely on Amazon ordering some new and shiny gadget.
Now, all my possessions fit into a medium-sized suitcase. I can land in a new place, take an airport bus and arrive to my furnished apartment knowing that everything I need is right there beside my bed.
This is true freedom right here. There’s simply no other word to describe this. Unlike most of my peers back home, I’m not in financial slavery to some banks or credit card companies. I don’t have car payments. I don’t have a 30-year house mortgage. Actually, guys like me who don’t mortgage their future in exchange for some status symbol are bankers’ worst nightmare.
There’s also the freedom of mobility. If I don’t like something about the city or country, I can get up, pack back my suitcase and in less than 10 minutes be on my way to some other destination. This is why I live for this stuff.
Gives you a very unique perspective
The writer Mark Twain once said that “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness.” That’s been absolutely true in my experience.
Travel gives you a strong perspective, something that most people unfortunately lack. For instance, I write a lot about masculinity and what it means to be a man in today’s world, but what defines being a man is actually very different depending on where you are in the world: in Eastern Europe, being a man means something entirely different than what it means to be a man in America, Brazil or Kenya. This doesn’t just apply to male/female relations, but to pretty much everything.
The flip-side of that is you have a hard time finding allegiance to a particular group of people and their causes because they don’t strike as particularly special or unique. This made me more nonchalant, and I rarely get into arguments with others about whose country is better or whether ideology A is better than ideology B. I find these kinds of discussions absolutely pointless.
Makes you more resourceful
As a result of having a richer perspective, you automatically become more resourceful. When you live your whole life in one place, you become extremely comfortable. After all, you don’t need to struggle or hustle: you know the language, you have lots of friends, you even have a favorite store to buy a particular item. All of that changes when you transport yourself to a completely different country like Brazil or Russia.
Not only will the language be different, but the mentality of the people will be different. The way people do things will be different. You’ll have to step deep outside your comfort level just to do the same things that you could automatically do before without much thinking.
The end result of this shock to your system is called growth. Period.
Makes you more outgoing
While I’d never consider myself to be an introvert, (a friend who used to work on cruise ships told me that I can be a great host/entertainer), I was never comfortable approaching and starting conversations with new people. Traveling alone for many years changed all that.
When you’re traveling alone, you simply have no choice but to approach new people and make friends. Over time, I’ve learned to make friends pretty much anywhere. I’ve also gotten really good at initiating small talk.
I now have absolutely no problems starting random conversations with a waitress, a bartender, a guy on the metro. I also always join a local Brazilian Jiu Jitsu school and immediately make new friends. And I didn’t need “motivation” to do that; I simply have no other choice and talking to myself or Skyping my mom every day isn’t something I want to do.
Makes you more of a recluse
The flip-side of always being alone is that you learn to become comfortable in solitude. I actually think this is extremely important for growth and development to any man.
Whereas before I was scared of being alone, I now love being a lone wolf. I love living alone. I love going out alone. I love coming back to an empty apartment. I’m a night person, and there’s no better feeling than to open my laptop, sit at my desktop and begin writing late at night with no one bothering me.
When I lived with a girlfriend, I always looked forward to those rare moments when she went out of town for the weekend. It gave me time to pause and reflect—and accomplish some of my most productive work.
Allows you to reinvent yourself
If you’ve lived all your life (or many years) in one place, you’ve undoubtedly formed a certain level of identity. You have a certain job. You have certain hobbies. You’ve also gotten rejected or shamed by various people. People know your strengths and weaknesses. Whether you realize this or not (probably not), most people have formed a certain image of yourself in their minds that you must conform to.
But when you get on a plane and land in a country, none of that matters any longer: you can start over. When I went to Brazil some years ago, I started over. When I went to Colombia after that, I started over. When I went to Russia and Ukraine, last and this year, respectively, I started over. All the pain and rejections that happened during my time in New York no longer mattered. The moment I stepped off the plane in Moscow’s Sheremetyevo Airport, Rio’s Galeao Airport, or Kiev’s Boryspil airport, I began life as a brand new person—a person without a past and future.
That’s called living in the moment. And, if you haven’t experienced this, you simply haven’t lived.
Makes you more complacent
Most people don’t know this, but most of the world has a relatively low cost of living. In fact, there’s only a handful of very expensive cities (and countries) that will really destroy your budget: some of the cities where I’ve extensively lived include New York (cheap credit to banks), San Francisco (permanent tech bubble), Moscow (capital of a very rich resource country in the world) and Copenhagen (hard working people with fair redistribution of wealth, but the city becomes cheap if you earn money there).
The rest of the world is relatively cheap. When I lived in Medellin, Colombia, a pretty cool and developed city, my budget was around $500/mo including everything. My budget in Kiev, Ukraine, a city where I’ve just spent 3 months living, was around $600 per month.
Here’s the kicker: since I work for myself, I control how much I work and, consequently, how much I earn. In places where I only needed $500/mo to live a comfortable life, and I easily made that, I lost the drive and became complacent with my work. I had no reason to hustle more in order to earn more.
Right now I’m back in New York, and not only am I experiencing a reverse culture shock, I’m also priced out. Everything is just too fucking expensive. I have many friends here who’re hustling with all kinds of online businesses and they’re easily making up to 10x (and much more) than me. It’s forcing me to re-evaluate my business plans and hustle more.
The good news is that New York’s energy has rubbed off on me and created a new hunger to work more. The bad news is that I’m worried that this drive will disappear, and I’ll return to my complacent ways once I leave the super expensive New York and head back to cheap Eastern Europe. Although, I do think I’m becoming hungrier and more motivated to work harder and make more money. Let’s see if this holds.
Discourages strong/long-term relationships
I’ve had great girlfriends in almost every country where I’ve lived. Fantastic, amazing women who eventually didn’t mind settling down and getting married. But for some reason or another, I’ve always found a reason to break up the relationship, before or after moving to a new country. A similar thing happened with many of the guys I’ve met (though, it’s always been easier to stay in touch with men than women).
There’s something called the “abundance mentality” and there’s also something called “super abundance mentality.” Abundance mentality is fantastic and many people try very hard to adopt and internalize it, but my problem is actually the reverse: I have such high super abundance mentality that I wish it can be a bit lower.
It’s a vicious cycle: the more people you meet, the less you value each particular relationship. Each relationship becomes shallow as a sheer consequence of your abundant lifestyle: since you can’t establish a strong relationship with each person, so you develop a 100 shallow ones.
For instance, I’ve met so many amazing women in my life that I know there’s even more waiting for me around the corner; I know that once I get sick and tired of one relationship, I can always pack up and find an even more amazing woman in the next city and country.
For better or worse, I’ve become a man of the world with absolutely zero attachments to any place or person.