Can I make a confession to you?
I have a problem.
I am a self-proclaimed “comic-a-holic” and have spent my entire life obsessed with everything comics. There is something about comics that allowed me to go to another world. With each flip of the page, a new adventure awaited me.
Whew. Now that I have made that confession, I feel as though the weight of the world has been lifted from my shoulders.
As a consequence, during my life I have:
- Lived in a time of great ridicule for my obsession.
- Rejoiced as the world embraced my obsession.
There was once a time where I was called every cliché name imaginable: Dork, Nerd, Geek, Loser, and any other that you can think of.
We all experience times like these in our lives.
As you know, growing up in this environment is very difficult. I can remember a time when I gave up my obsession to find new things to entertain me.
I had a burning desire to be a part of the ‘cool’ crowd.
As I would later learn, the need to belong that you and I have is for good reason.
According to https://www.verywell.com/what-is-the-need-to-belong-2795393
“In social psychology, the need to belong is an intrinsic motivation to affiliate with others and be socially accepted. This need plays a role in a number of social phenomena such as self-presentation and social comparison. This need to belong to a group can also lead to changes in behaviors, beliefs and attitudes as people strive to conform to the standards and norms of the group.”
I vividly remember all I wanted to do was to fit in and if it meant that I needed to give up my favorite pastime, so be it.
- Steven Segal
- Dolph Lundgren
- Bruce Willis
- Sylvester Stallone
- John Stamos
To my disappointment, they didn’t do the trick.
In the name of love, I decided that I would continue to read comics. Little did I know, one day (12 years down the road), life would reward me (it has a funny way of doing that) for sticking with my passion.
The year 2000 was a special year. While the world panicked because of the impending Y2K bug, I eagerly awaited the release of a movie.
- First and foremost, it was at this time that all those people who made fun of me wanted to be my friend.
- Second and less important, the world didn’t fall apart.
In that year, the very first X-Men movie was released and with it came the launch of a movie genre.
With that movie, all the naysayers, bullies and everyone else who told me to grow up, became fans.
For the first time in my existence, I was right about comic books.
My wife, (who by the way is amazing) accepts my geeky tendencies (although sometimes begrudgingly). Not only does she allow me space in our house (not just the basement) to put up my paraphernalia, she even picks things up for me. This, as far as I am concerned, a true testament of her love.
My love of comics doesn’t stop at home. It is even planned into our vacations. In each city we travel to, a trip to as many comics shops as possible is plugged into our itinerary. Occasionally, I glance over to notice that she is rolling her eyes while I explain where the next stop is, and that is ok. I am certain that she doesn’t understand why I want to see them and probably never will, and that isn’t the point.
The point is, she accepts it.
So why do I sit here and confess my love of comics?
The book goes into great detail about how someone can turn their passion into something very special. It outlays the reasons why you should do it, how you should do it, and what to expect along the way.
“Crush It!” is a game changer.
If you enjoy “Crush It!”, it would be wise to take a look at “Platform” by Michael Hyatt. I remember reading “Platform” and thinking to myself that the whole world needs to read this book. Michael Hyatt has laid out exactly how he has turned his obsession into his business.
One of my obsessions is right here on this website and you can find the other at www.comicbasics.com (my comic obsession).
Can I make one final confession?
Between these two websites, my mission becomes increasingly simple.
There are 7 billion people on the planet. Can you imagine the world we would live in if each one of us tapped into our obsessions?
Cheers to your success,