I’ve wasted over 16 years of potential, and it mostly comes down to a few factors.
First, being afraid of things that only seem tough until you actually sit with them.
It started early. I first touched a computer in primary school and genuinely enjoyed messing around with it. But somewhere along the way, I convinced myself it was too hard to learn properly, so I never tried.
That feeling followed me into high school, where I avoided taking computer studies as my Group 5 subject, not because I didn’t like it, but because I feared failing. So I took subjects that meant nothing to me instead.
Around the same time, I picked up a belief that would cost me everything. That people are born either good or bad at something and that you can’t just learn your way to excellence through time if it’s not your thing.
I carried that lie for years. It showed up in how I approached my career, in how I thought about money, and in almost every other area where growth required me to embrace discomfort first.
In retrospect, I believe, if I had challenged that mindset earlier on, I’d be an entirely different person right now.
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The second thing that’s held me back is consistency, or lack thereof. I’m not sure when it became an issue, but I’ve struggled with it for a while.
What makes it tricky is that it manifests itself as something that feels like a strength: I’m creative, and I have many ideas that I’m happy to start working on, but struggle to finish. In short, I have Shiny Object Syndrome.
It showed up early in school; I couldn’t stick to any path, neither becoming good at a subject nor excelling at a sport.
And the frustrating part is that my only real job back then was to study. My parents handled everything else. Yet even with that freedom, I couldn’t commit to my books, and that cost me throughout high school. It cost me good scores, prefecture, and an A of 84 points in KCSE.
University wasn’t any different. I missed out on doing the course I actually wanted and let a real shot of studying in the USA slip away, both times because I couldn’t stay consistent long enough to see things through. The same pattern ate into my grades year after year and eventually cost me a good GPA.
Post-university, things only got more chaotic. I’ve dabbled between freelancing and formal employment, and bounced between different industries, never quite settling. There’s no cleaner way to put it; it’s a mess. And honestly, even today, I still struggle with being consistent.
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The third thing is addiction to explicit X-rated content. I first stumbled onto it in Class 5, through my first phone, a Nokia C2-00. By class 8, I was already addicted. I carried this addiction through high school, university, and earlier in my career without fully grasping what it was doing to me.
It was only a few years ago that I stopped and looked into what the addiction was doing to my brain. And after studying its effects, I started connecting the dots—it’s likely a big part of why I always shied away from hard things, why a growth mindset never quite stuck, and why consistency has felt so out of reach.
The worst thing about the addiction isn’t the time it steals from you; it’s what it does to your brain; it ‘cooks’ it. It causes a level of stimulation that’s way above normal, so your brain loses its ability to think clearly, to commit, and to care enough about ordinary things to see them through.
I’m glad I fought back. For the last 5 years, I’ve fought that addiction, and as of this writing, I’ve clocked over a year since I last watched such content. I feel I’ve taken my life back.
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The last thing is a lone-wolf mentality—the stubborn need to do things on my own. I don’t understand why doing things solo feels more worthwhile, yet, ironically, I haven’t figured out much on my own.
I avoided computer studies both in primary school and in high school because I thought I’d have to figure it all out on my own. In high school I wanted to be the guy who could claw his way from the bottom to the top of the class with sheer solo effort, but it never happened.
When I was pursuing university admission in the US, I never considered getting help from people around me. I gave up when things got tough.
In university, I was so out of touch with my civil engineering course that I couldn’t bring myself to ask course mates for help.
After graduating, I turned down my dad’s offer to get me a job so I could pursue my ‘passion’ and make it by myself. It was a good experience in some ways, but I failed spectacularly.
Even now, as I try to retrace my civil engineering roots, I still struggle with the same instinct, wanting to figure things out on my own.
I don’t understand why this is my default disposition. Though I think it’s heavily tied to point number three. The addiction likely hollowed my self-perception and made me more reclusive than I naturally would have been.
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These four cost me my potential and wasted some of the most consequential years of my life. In an alternate universe where I trust my intelligence, stay consistent in the few things that matter, never fall into addiction, and know how to seek help, I’m a fundamentally different person.
These would probably be my credentials. Just to mention a few, I’d likely have:
- A distinction in computer studies from primary school
- 4 years of computer studies in high school, with a computer project presented in contests
- An A of 84 points from the Alliance High School.
- Admission to Cornell University to pursue computer science or computer engineering.
- Founding a startup while in university and getting it funded from Silicon Valley and later selling the startup to a big tech company.
- Working for at least one of the big tech companies in the USA.
In that alternate universe, I’d be a 30-year-old tech genius with enviable work experience, a powerful professional network, solid career confidence, and $10 million in savings.
Now, that’s not my reality, though I’m not badly off. While I wasted part of my potential, I still managed to make something good of myself, and I’m on track to lead a very comfortable life in Kenya.
But I believe I can do much more, and that’s what I want. I can do so by making use of every opportunity I have now, not letting the factors that wasted me before hold me back again.
The next 10 years should be the most consequential to my life, and I must overturn everything I let slip in the past 16.