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Hate is fuel for success, what my mom taught me years ago.

Updated: Jul 13, 2022



Hello my Warriors and Friends,


It's great to live a life of positivity. It's


wonderful to just see the silver lining and keep pushing forward.


Unfortunately, not everyone has that same attitude. Instead of being happy for you and your success, or even for the influence you put out in a positive way... some people just won't like you...


Sometimes that's where we get bullying right? That's when people will call you names, talk about you in a negative way or whatever. I used to let that bother me, I used to let that get me emotional and I would respond back.


What I learned, is that instead of letting that hate and disgust affect me.. I use it as fuel. I used it to make me more successful. Here's an example from when I was a kid and how my mother handled one of her haters.


My mother had a very successful albeit humble dog grooming shop (When we lived in Homestead, FL). People as far as Pinecrest would drive all the way down to this little shack in naranja in the mid-1980s to get their dogs groomed. She would groom show dogs or even mutts which was unheard of back then.


Dog grooming shops tended to be snooty, and if you know me and my family we're not snooty. So my mother took anybody mutts, farm dogs: whoever wanted to get their dog prettied up and cleaned.


She was always ahead of the game and read every trade magazine and Incorporated a new thing back then which was to paint your dog's nails with nail polish, metallic in particular. Also, putting bows in their hair. She learned every technique.


This got the attention of a new dog groomer in town. Typical fancy snooty kind of dog grooming shop. We had a shack in naranja, he had a shop at the edal plaza where keg South was. Our equipment was used and abused but functional, he had all the greatest newest stuff you could get. He came over to my mother one day and her shop while she was working, and said

I'm going to put you out of business
My mom then said,

BRING IT! If you can make me that much better than I already am I welcome the challenge.


I thought my mom was crazy! But he left. What happened was very interesting after that. He bragged to his clients how my mother bought a bunch of ribbons and nail polish for the dogs, which was not done yet, she only read about it in a magazine. All his clients thought that was the neatest thing they ever heard and.... jumped ship! They all came over to my mom's shop to get ribbons in their dog's hair and nail polish.


Her business boomed because of his hate.


My mom didn't get affected by the hate of a competitor. To use it as fuel to make her even better than she was. And when people saw that, they didn't care that the place was a shack. They came to naranja to get the newest thing that was being done with dogs by this little Potuguese woman. In just a few months that competitor was shut down. He did actually come and apologize to my mother, which my mom accepted. I think he learned not to be so hateful in the future.


Don't let hate stop you from your goals, don't let the idiots who say you can't do it or you're a joke stop you. You can do it!







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