Worst-case scenarios. You gotta love 'em.
Having a worst-case scenario liberates you.
I can sum up my worst-case scenario in one phrase: “I can always sling beer."
I have people in my life who love me and my kid. That’s it. If it all went to shambles, a wreck—man gone, reputation shot, zero in the bank account, my primary survival concern would be feeding my kid and myself. And I could do that with a bar job, living in a studio apartment. That’s the darkest of the dark. Survival 101.
Everything else is up from there, right?
And that's the beauty of worst-case scenarios. You get to that bedrock place where you realize that what you're setting out to do won't kill you. And the unfortunate stuff that could happen probably isn't that unfortunate.
And you've probably got it really good at the present time. And the worst-case is highly unlikely, and… everything else is up from there, right?