The Best Advice I’ve Ever Received


You work hard, but you fake hustle.

I’ll repeat that: you work hard, but you fake hustle. It shook me to my core. It infuriated me internally making my blood boil like I’ve never experienced. I mulled over the 7 words and moped in my own personal sorrows until I came to the realization that it was true. I worked to the level that others put me at. I can honestly say, most everyone does. I was caught up in hearing others say you work so hard and you do so much, how do you do it? I was convinced I was at the pinnacle of my personal ability.

Rather, when thinking more about it, I came to the realization that I was working to the level of what others deemed busy or what others considered hard work. I completely disregarded my personal belief on how much I could accomplish because I took the words of what is perceived as normal.

This statement was like a light switch, a fire under my ass, or the smack in the face of simple reality. My perception of workload was dependent on what I perceive as busy, not what others think. This semester, I challenged myself to work even harder and work until I made myself sick. I took on 15 credits for my Senior Spring, I worked full time with a digital marketing agency managing over 11 profiles at one point executing day to day posts and analyzing the field from a macro sense in ways in which to improve their individual platforms totaling around 60 hours a week of work, and also still held my job as a busboy cleaning dishes and serving food at AOII at UF.

I thought nothing of it until someone noted from the outside what I was doing. Mind this, they are over 30 years old and employed full time by the University of Florida. I was asked “how in the world are you doing all of this while being in classes and still being involved?” and my answer was far clearer than I had ever imagined it would be.

I am a machine. I know and understand that I am destined for greatness, but attribute future successes to my ability to work harder than anyone around me. When I was told I faked my hustle, I’ve had an inner battle against my own mental state and my physical body convincing both that I am able anything I want to accomplish.

At times, it’s lonely. I spend long hours behind my phone and behind my computer typing pages and pages figuring out what to accomplish or do next. It’s cost me time from friends, less time being spent in social scenarios like midtown or downtown drinking the night away, but I understand it is a part of the process.

I want to thank you one thousand times over for being a part of my process and seeing and encouraging what is to come. Here’s to Friday. Crush it.


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“There is no such things as strangers, just friends we’ve yet to meet.”

Brant A. Wickersham