How My Teacher's Words Rewired My Brain
(And Why It Took 25 Years to Fix It)
Here’s a fun story about trauma, revenge-driven success, and why both f*cking suck.
When I was 8, my elementary teacher in France had a special hobby: using me as the class example of failure.
Understand ear-pinching sessions and public humiliation : Peak educational innovation, right?
Plot twist:
Instead of accepting her “you’re a failure” programming, my brain went full counter-rebellion.
“I’ll show her!” became my life’s mission!
Sounds inspiring?
It’s actually just another flavor of being trapped.
Because here’s the thing about running from “being a failure” – you’re still letting someone else’s BS definition control your life.
Fast forward to Dec 31 2018:
I called her. Yeah, actually called her. Not to rage or demand apologies. Just to close the loop.
Her response knocked me sideways: “I was wrong. Only love works. Back then, I thought perfection was everything.”
She died a few months later, hopefully in peace.
Here’s the real mindf*ck:
I had to redefine what success meant to ME. Not about proving HER wrong.
i.e. NOT about getting my name recognised somewhere (though being listed on Star Wars end credits is pretty damn cool).
After some deep introspection (including Ayahuasca), it became about one simple metric:
“am I being useful helping others unlock their legend?”
As this is the equation that would build the world I want to live in.
Funny how the brain works.
Every time we recall a memory, we literally rewrite it. My teacher’s voice got quieter the moment I stopped trying to prove it wrong.
Here’s what I learned:
The stories that grip us the hardest are usually the ones we’re still fighting.
So it’s time to stop fighting and start rewriting.
Connect in DM if you are serious about rewriting your stories… and live your legend!
