I will have been a full-time entrepreneur for a year by the end of the month. Looking back, it’s been a bumpy road, but it was worth it. Probably my best year in terms of personal growth.
When I told my parents I wanted to work on my own company, they thought it was a phase. I had just stopped a job interview process at a tech consulting firm in Paris. The company was prestigious. The salary was great. The benefits as well. In the eyes of my parents, it was a dream job. My monthly wage would have represented double the amount my mother was earning after 40 years of career. They respected my choice. I am grateful for it. I felt their pressure on me for several months, however. It was obvious they wanted me to “get a real job”, that they were hesitant about me building a startup at my age.
I kept going. Life is too short to be delayed.
The tech startup scene is still foreign to most people. It is a vast, complex, often misunderstood Wild West. Sometimes it feels like gambling. Yet, the more you try and walk into those troubled waters, the more comfortable it gets. You start finding patterns. At some point your pain threshold gets so high you start developing an immune system. One is not born, but rather becomes, an entrepreneur.
It doesn’t mean you won’t fail in the end, but you already won many battles. Those battles are valuable marketable experiences. You will always be able to use them for your own benefits later on. In fact, starting a tech company is rarely risky: you can always find a job down the road thanks to the skills you acquired.
It took me 9 months to receive my first dollar from making my own tech product, and it took me a year to figure out that my parents are my best accountability partners: only since I started writing, and thus clearly explaining my motives, did they stop asking me about getting a job.