#6 I Didn't Give A Fuck
The first and most important step was deciding that enough was enough. I had to prioritise my highest purpose in life. I knew deep down I had a higher destiny. I was never in doubt. I set goals that surpassed my mentors. That is when I knew I had to mentor myself. That is when I knew how great I was. How painfully alone I was in my dreams. How much my soul had to fight to exist. To execute I had to let go of every dependency, ruthlessly. I knew deep inside what I needed to do. No one else could help me, they hadn't done it before. At first, I despised those around me for not supporting me. Then I hated myself for believing in their lies. God knew how hard I had tried every way but my own. Anyone else I looked up to let me down. I stopped caring if they thought I was selfish. They were selfish for shaming my existence and they'll pay their own prices in eternity for that. I paid the price for giving a fuck. I didn't pay it again.
Great, you don't give a fuck and I don't give a shit.
I had great discernment for low-status humour. I looked at the lives of the deprecating jesters and decided I wasn't them.