Today, I’m celebrating myself.
Patting my own shoulder with a glass of champagne, because yes, I absolutely deserve it.

I did it.

Over the past two and a half years, I have restructured three different businesses. (You question why? Yes, well, that is a longer story for another time.) I changed financial systems, switched accounting programs, rebuilt the entire financial frameworks from the ground up. After countless advisor meetings, and working day and night, I actually did it.

I should be allowed to scream that I am proud of myself.

I have been a shadow of who I used to be. So tired and exhausted that unless you know me well, you could never imagine what it took to keep going. I’ve hardly had a proper weekend off in years. It wasn’t until last summer that I could finally start breathing again. Just barely.

I took every extra job I could to stabilise everything, to get back on level ground and eventually ahead. People kept asking, “Why don’t you just get a normal 8–5 job?”
But giving up wasn’t an option. I’ve spent too many years building what I have. Letting it all go was never on the table.

So instead, I pushed through. I worked like a maniac. I endured.

I know I carry a drive in me that might be more than most. I’ve heard it my whole life: You do too much. How is that even possible?
I don’t know. I’m just me. A brain bursting with ideas and relentless drive. Some things have worked. Some definitely haven’t. But I learn fast, and I keep moving.

I made it through a f***ing awful storm that lasted nearly three years.
And I survived it.

I even taught myself accounting on top of everything, and now, for the first time in years, I genuinely have control over my business situation.

And damn, it feels good. Almost euphoric.

The seeds planted in the hardest years are finally beginning to bear fruit. 🌱

So undeniably grateful.

Warmly,

T.Winther

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