I turned down the opportunity to take over a 100% seller-financed, niche business because of sudden and debilitating depression.
I did a lot of uncommon things in the military, that'll happen when there are only 12 of the aircraft you fly in the world.
Some experiences I will take to the grave, and others I will share to demonstrate principles to the teams and individuals I coach.
I had an incredible time- but it also forced me to compartmentalize all of those experiences.
Truthfully, I am glad I was able to do that- it helped me operate at the top of my game. I went from a terrible pilot to the youngest officer in the military to earn the right to fly, lead, and shoot at the level I did.
When I left, I was leading the most sought-after crew of aviators in the world. I could pin a 30mm round through a window while flying, puking, communicating, and leading.
One day, as I was driving to a client's home to do some pressure washing, I broke down.
Going from an unstoppable force to a $15/hour general laborer in a business I was going to buy was a huge shift, and during that drive, something unlocked everything I had shoved away for years.
I pulled over, trying to remain on time, and sobbed. For the buddies I had lost, the stress on my marriage, and my inability to find purpose.
My wife begged me to come home, but I went and did the job. The client treated me like "the help", because, that is what a lot of people do, unfortunately.
Her dog bit me as I was washing , and she laughed it off.
I just kept washing, chuckling inside as the shirt that she wore from "Blackberry Farm", a luxe resort in TN, was owned by my wife's extended family.
The following week, my wife's grandfather died (102), we all got COVID, missed the funeral and family Easter, and I cried every day.
I needed to change something, and I knew that buying a business at that point in my transition was NOT the answer. Not for me, my family, nor the guys that would need me to lead it.
Short-term loss? Sure.
Long term? I'm about to find out.