As 2020 mercifully comes to an end, newspapers and magazines are releasing their best-of and year-in-review lists. There is much to reflect upon, or eagerly forget. But, as someone just shy of 40, one of the things that sticks out most to me is the fact this year marked the second major financial crisis of my generation. We are two-time financial crisis veterans.
The feelings of 2008 are indelible. The disillusionment of being only a few years into my career and suddenly asked to take a significant pay cut. The hopelessness and fear of never finding a new job and earning a respectable salary.
Twelve years later and here we are again. I realize this time is different, with optimism of a quick rebound once the vaccine is distributed. But the individual economic pressures remain the same. I was lucky before and am fortunate today. Many people were not then and are still not, and many more will join them.
If nothing else, I hope this generation will be known as resilient. To have shown an ability to endure difficulty and make opportunity out of nothing. And I hope this encapsulates the experience of a financial crisis, and hopefully a little wisdom.
The 44 Stages of Living Through a Financial Crisis
- Unbridled confidence to take over the world
- Panicked check of 401(k) (am I reading this upside down?!)
- Breathless scream of four-letter words
- Test email to boss (got a response, yes, still have a job)
- Increase news consumption 1,000%
- Check 401(k) again (will just work till age 90, no problem)
- Watch Federal Reserve announcement
- Check 401(k) again (too early to start shopping for vacation homes?)
- Sleep in
- Social media blast of fun thing while friends at work
- Quickly realize not working sucks
- Official layoff
- Social media blast of query for jobs from friends at work
- Collect unemployment
- Question college major and all other life choices to this point
- Grief again
- Send resume to top jobs
- Send resume to every job
- Tap emergency fund
- Roll eyes until literally fall out of skull after reading another article lamenting the “lazy self-entitlement” of millennials
- Shamelessly use emergency fund to buy beer
- Check 401(k) again (clean it out???)
- Move back home with Mom & Dad
- Convert former bedroom now man cave back into bedroom
- Ponder life without marriage, a home or kids
- Become a freelancer
- Ask friends and colleagues for projects
- Work three jobs for the income of one
- Start blogging or making videos
- Ask friends and colleagues to spread the word
- Get a new job or start own business on own terms
- Move back out. Start over.
- Rebuild emergency fund
- Restart 401(k) contributions and don’t stop
- Decide never to check 401(k) again until age 60
- Revelation: bad things do and will happen, but grace, humility, patience, emergency reserves, optimism about yourself, and the vulnerability to ask for help can get you through just about anything
- Compassion for those not so lucky
- Resume take over of the world
An enlightening collection of expert insight from Anne Tergesen, but most importantly beautiful silver lining that maybe the pandemic will change many things for the better.
As with past crises, including Sept. 11, psychologists are finding that people across generations are focusing on what matters most to them, including relationships.
There is great synergy between Tim Ferriss and the queen of memoir, Mary Karr. Check it out for great tips on writing and living.
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I don’t know if it is the creative polymath Josh Wolfe who writes these or if it’s a team effort, but, man, they make VC both highly interesting and inspiring.
what is memorable isn’t always meaningful and what is salient isn’t always significant.
Just shoot this inspiration straight into your veins.
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One step forward, two steps.
One step. Two steps. Three.
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Or maybe not.
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