They Almost Killed My Mother
Almost Losing My Mother and My Career by Choosing Reaction Over Response
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The Unexpected Callā¦
Iāve spent the past week at my motherās side, bracing myself for the worst. Last Wednesday (3/12/24), my mother was assaulted by a man my age, who kicked her down the stairs, leaving her unconscious. We believe he continued to assault her while she was unconscious, causing further harm. She suffered severe brain, facial, and neck injuries.
My character was tested, and thoughts of revenge crossed my mind, but I chose not to act on them.
āWhen you try to return someone's bad karma, you only create more for yourself. Let the universe handle it.ā ā Nate Ortiz
Despite the challenges I've faced recently, I remained committed to hitting the gym, maintaining my diet, and continuing work on the final draft of my book, "The YOU You Never Knew." Now, even after rushing back from the hospital, I'm ensuring that I send out my weekly newsletters to paid subscribers, which are typically shared on Fridays.
Why?
Because these are the things within my control. I couldnāt control what happened to my mother, but I can control HOW I react.
Overreacting wouldnāt help. In fact, it would impact those around me, like my younger brothers and my father, who is now 60 and trying his best to enjoy this last stage of his life.
Thankfully, my mother is now conscious and has been discharged from the hospital.
Never let the evil consciousness stop you from doing Godās work
This is what it means to be a One Percenter (the one in the family overcoming generational trauma and poverty). My raw energy, fueled by passion, shaped by pain and trauma in my videos, newsletters, interviews, and other forms of inspiration, doesnāt come from reading Twitter quotes or self-help books... it comes from LIVING THIS LIFE!
Ok, now I can get back to my job, creating this weekās newsletter for you :)
I hope you're looking forward to this month's āØFree EditionāØ of The One Percenter Series! Usually, my paid subscribers get a weekly newsletter every Friday, filled with advice and motivation for breaking free from generational trauma and poverty. This includes valuable insights on:
Building and maintaining a positive mindset
Personal development
Answers to questions
A healthy dose of inspiration to encourage your growth into the best version of yourself.
I trust you'll find this edition inspiring.
Is it truly possible to start a New Life?
December 15, 2017, is a day I will never forget. There I was, waiting for my name to be called, dressed in my graduation cap and gown, ready to walk across the stage. I was about to receive my bachelor's degree from the president of Delaware State University. My heart raced with anticipation while my mind was swirling with thoughts of the future.
Unlike my classmates, who eagerly awaited this day, I dreaded it. Most of my classmates had jobs lined up and a place to live. I, on the other hand, had no idea how I was going to make a living for myself. I had plans to play professional football before my career was cut short by a spinal injury.
When graduation approached, I found myself "unprepared" for the real world.
For the first time in my life, I was genuinely afraid. It was also the first time I was no longer an athlete. My work ethic and athletic ability carried me through my challenging adolescence. Unfortunately, my dream of going pro had vanished, and I was faced with starting all over.
I did have an opportunity to be an assistant strength and conditioning coach in Texas, but I couldnāt repeat the mistake I made at 17.
Most people didnāt know this, but I hated football. I grew up as a basketball player, passionate about the game. After being awarded a full scholarship to play basketball at the premier high school in the United States, under the guidance of the legendary Coach Bob Hurley Sr., I quickly learned that being six foot three wasn't tall enough for the position I had played my entire life.
Yes, I knowāsix feet three inches is tallābut I was one of the shortest guys on the roster.
Coach Hurley informed me that the school would be starting a football program. Initially, I was confused about why he was telling me this. After a moment of silence, I realized he was suggesting a switch.
"Nate, you're big and strong; you could be a great football player."
I had worked my entire life to play basketball for him at St. Anthonyās, and now he was suggesting I switch to a sport I had never played? After some thought, I realized I couldn't say no.
Long story short, I became the first division one full scholarship football player in school history. Exciting, right? Not exactly. Despite everyoneās happiness for me, I was miserable, spending four years playing a sport I detested at the collegiate level.
Many students considered me ungrateful whenever I expressed my dislike for football, unable to understand my unhappiness amidst their own struggles with tuition.
Why did I stay?
The prospect of even a single year in professional football meant a minimum contract of $705,000. I had plans for that money: business ventures, moving to Miami, and reuniting with my day one, "Romeo" ā not his real name. Our paths would diverge, but his identity remains protected out of respect.
My dreams were dashed by a spinal injury, ending my career and my relationship with Romeo, who had been my guardian through hardship. When graduation came, and it was time to start over, I turned down the job in Texas.
The lesson was clear: never pursue something solely for the money.ā I would rather live a life doing what I love, broke and homeless, than a life rich with money, depressed, and lost.ā
After receiving my diploma, the reality of needing a place to live hit me. My family had just moved into an apartment in one of the Northeast's most dangerous neighborhoodsā Newark, NJ, offering me a spot in the living room. However, this wasn't an option if I wanted to chase my dreams safely.
Hours after graduating, as I packed my dorm room belongings, my girlfriendānow fiancĆ©, offered a lifeline: moving in with her family in Washington Heights, NY. Known for its challenges, it was still a step up, offering a safer environment and basic amenities.
The transition was tough, facing the reality of no longer pursuing professional football. I was left with two options: wallow in self-pity or carve out a new path.
Despite the daunting nature of this fresh start, I knew it was time to make a DECISION!
I made a decision that seemed crazy to everyone around meāI chose to create videos, share information, and tell my story to inspire others. And here's the part they laughed atāI was determined to earn a living from it.
The First Step To Starting Over
Starting over is hard; there's no doubt about that. But do you want to know what's even more challenging? Being indecisive. Itās like playing a painful game with ourselves, where we can't even decide what move to make next.
My all-time favorite author, Napoleon Hill, shared some powerful advice:
āSuccessful people make their decisions quickly and hardly ever change them. Those who don't succeed take a long time to decide and then change their minds often and quickly.ā He also said, āWith every challenge comes an opportunity just as great.ā
Instead of letting fear steer our course, why not embrace the belief that achieving our dreams is within reach?
Have you ever witnessed someone full of self-belief and optimism struggle with indecision?
I haven't.
Whether you're contemplating a change or actively pursuing a new beginning, commit to a decision. Let it be driven by positivity, hope, and faith, my friend.
What's holding you back from taking that leap of faith toward a fulfilling life? Donāt be shy; please share :)
Next week, I'll take you through the biggest hurdle in decision-makingāthe daunting question of HOW. "How can I do this, Nate? Is it even possible? How long will it take?" Ah, that little word that often steals away our chances to live life to its fullestāHOW.
But fear not, I've got the blueprint. I've got your back :)
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AND THIS is exactly the reason why I love watching your videos and reading your newsletters. You keep it real and don't portrait this all unicorn glitter life. I'm very sorry this happened to your mother and hope for a speedy recovery on her body, mind and soul. What's holding me back is myself. The lack of self confidence and not trusting myself, since what I do is so different to the general approach. Thank you for sharing your story and giving us who are still holding back the support we need to finally start our own journey. All the best to you and your family. I'm deeply grateful to have found your teachings.
1st and foremost I am glad to hear yourĀ mother is doing better and recovering.Ā
Thank you for these amazing messages! they always have a point that hits home for me! Im on the pursuit of great things but am stuck in a circle lately so i love the point you mentioned.Ā "The lesson was clear: never pursue something solely for the money.ā I would rather live a life doing what I love, broke and homeless, than a life rich with money, depressed, and lost.ā
Whats holding me back is not having a clear view or path and the indecisiveness of what to do and dive all in to
Take Care!