Alien

With each day that goes by, I am feeling more and more like an alien… someone who doesn’t compute with what is going on in our culture. Our culture has gotten so thirsty for attention and validation from complete strangers. 

But Trevor, you could get rich! You could be famous! You could have it all! 

OK, but at what cost? 

Some of the things I see online are just ridiculous. Frankly, I am not sure how or why they come up in my algorithm on the social media channels. From females asking males whether they would like to kiss them on the lips or slap their behinds, to males poorly interviewing scantily clad co-eds and talking about sex or whatever, I ask the simple question… who cares? 

But Trevor, you must care because you are writing and complaining about it right now!

OK, maybe I am becoming the old man that yells at the clouds. Maybe I am becoming grandpa from The Simpsons. But at least he is a lovable character!

I’ll be 39 this summer, and then 40 next summer. And as I get closer to 40, I feel like there is a time in every person’s life where they tap out on certain things. Don’t get me wrong, I still want to learn and grow in my profession, friendships and relationships. I want to be a better husband, brother, son and friend. But I don’t need to sell out for that. You don’t need to sell out to be a good person. I guess it could be true you could be a good person and still become a highly successful influencer. But there seems to be a cost associated with everything these days. 

Remember, it costs you nothing to be a good, decent person. And I guess if I had to choose between being decent and selling out to get the validation of strangers, well, perhaps I am a crappy writer and didn’t prove my point in this blog. - Trevor