You Are a Badass at Making Money

- Master the Mindset of Wealth -

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 2017 by Good Witch LLC 

About the Author
Jen Sincero is a world-renowned author, success coach, and motivational speaker who’s spent over a
decade helping people transform their lives and their bank accounts. Sincero lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

If you’re ready to make more money, you can. I don’t care how many times
you’ve tried and failed or if you’re so broke you’re selling your bodily fluids
for bus fare or how often you’ve found yourself center stage at the checkout
counter, feigning shock and indignation: “Are you sure? Declined?! That’s
impossible. Can you run it one more time?” No matter how out of the question it
may seem for you at this moment, you can make lots of money. Even I’ma-buyeveryone-
I-love-a-house-and-a-gold-tooth kind of money, if that’s what turns you on.

I’d also like to point out that there’s nothing horribly wrong with you if you
haven’t figured out how to do it yet. Money is one of the most loaded topics out
there—we love money, hate money, obsess over money, ignore money, resent
money, hoard money, crave money, bad-mouth money; money is rife with so
much desire and shame and weirdness it’s a wonder we can utter the word above
a whisper, let alone go out and joyfully rake it in. (Have you been brave enough
to read this book in public, I wonder? With the title in full view?)
It reminds me a lot of how we’ve been conditioned to deal with sex, another
gold medalist in the Topics That Totally Freak People Out Competition. When it
comes to having sex and making money, you’re supposed to know what you’re
doing and be all great at it, but nobody teaches you anything about it, and you’re
never supposed to talk about it because it’s inappropriate, dirty, not so classy.
Both money and sex can provide unthinkable pleasures, birth new life, and
inspire violence and divorce. We’re ashamed if we don’t have it, we’re even
more ashamed to admit we want it, we will do things/people we’re not nuts
about in order to get it, and I know I’m not the only one who has caught myself
fantasizing about a stranger dressed like Batman coming up and giving me some
on a bench in Central Park (am I?).

The good news is if you, like most people, have a troubled or conflicted
relationship with money, you have the ability to heal it, transform it, and become
such awesome pals with money that you wake up one day to find yourself
standing in the middle of the life you’ve always wanted to live. And you can
start making this change right now. All you need to do is wake up to what’s
holding you back, make new, powerful choices about what you focus on,
ensmarten yourself about money, and go for it like you ain’t never gone for it
before. Which is what this book will help you do.

I personally transformed my financial reality so quickly and massively that
everybody who knows me well is still wondering what the hell happened. And
believe me when I say if my broke ass can do it, you can do it too, no matter
how rickety or hopeless you may feel right now. Because I knew precisely zero
things about making money until I was in my forties. My forties! That’s the age
when most people possess things like houses and college funds for their kids and
an understanding of how the Dow Jones works. Meanwhile, at forty I possessed
a barren bank account, a deep wrinkle line between my eyebrows from stress,
and a first-name basis relationship with Sheila at the collection agency.

For the vast majority of my adult life I was a freelance writer, forever
scrambling for work that paid an insulting nonamount considering how time
consuming and challenging it was. Had I actually done the math, I would have
realized just how free my lancing was, but I instead chose to be in denial of the
facts, work harder, complain more, and just, you know, hope that I’d somehow
magically start raking in the dough or get run over by someone rich who would
then have to take care of me for the rest of my life. My watertight plan for
getting out of financial struggle was partly based on having a whole lotta hangups
about money (money is evil, rich people are gross, I have no idea how to
make it, I’d have no idea what to do with it even if I did know how to make it,
etc.), as well as my perpetual, and torturous, state of indecision. I knew I was a
writer, and I also knew I wanted to do more than sit alone in a room in my robe
and type all day, I just didn’t know what it was I wanted to do. And rather than
just picking something already and seeing where it led, I chose to bite my nails
down to bloody nubs and wallow in the I Don’t Know What the Hell I Want to
Do with My Life quagmire. For years. As in decades. It was so painful. And
devastating. And utterly paralyzing. This is how I found myself at the ripe old
age of forty, living in a converted garage, in an alley, in fear of requiring dental
work, excelling at financial mediocrity in the following ways:
Eating/drinking/filling my pockets with anything that was free, regardless of whether or
not I really liked it or needed it.
Walking countless blocks, in flip-flops, to save five dollars on valet parking.
Employing duct tape, instead of professionals, to repair things like leaking pipes,
busted shoe straps, and fractured bones.
Meeting friends at a restaurant for dinner, ordering a glass of water, tap is fine thanks,
I love the tap in this city, before explaining to the table how I’m really not hungry, I’m
stuffed actually, and then the free bread is placed on the table and disappears into my
mouth in a blur.

Choosing between phone service and health insurance.
Spending excruciating amounts of time purchasing anything, from a TV to a
bedspread to a wooden spoon, in order to thoroughly investigate every possibility of a
cheaper option, a forthcoming sale, a coupon code, or to entertain the question, “Is
this something I could perhaps make myself?”
If I’d put the same amount of time and focus that I put into freaking out about
not having money, cutting back my expenses, finding the deals, haggling,
researching, returning, refunding, redeeming, rerouting, rebating, into actually
making money, I would have been driving a car with working windshield wipers
years before I actually did.

This making money thing is not about never again making wise, informed
purchases or rejoicing in a good sale or filling up on bread. It’s about giving
yourself the options and the permission to be, do, and have whatever lights you
up, instead of acting like a victim of your circumstances. It’s about not
pretending everything is cool, I love having three roommates, none of whom
know how to use a sponge or a goddamned broom, instead of focusing on
making more money to afford yourself your own place for fear you’ll be judged
or you’ll suck at it or that it’ll be too hard or no fun or out of your reach. It’s
about creating the wealth that affords you the life you’d love to live instead of
settling for what you think you can get.

The human ability to rationalize, defend, and accept our self-imposed drama
is bananas. Especially because we have all the power within us to choose and
create realities that totally kick ass. We see it all the time with people who are in
miserable or even abusive relationships: “He’s just so sad and sorry after he
cheats on me. It breaks my heart. Plus, the make-up sex is superhot.” We see it
when people insist on staying in jobs they hate: “I spend my lunch breaks
weeping in the stairwell I’m so miserable. But the health insurance is amazing.”
Meanwhile their spirit and their time on this Earth are quickly swirling down the drain.

Table of Contents
Also by Jen Sincero
Title Page
Chapter 1. Allowance
Chapter 2. Why You Ain’t Rollin’ in the Cheddah. Yet.
Chapter 2a. A Tiny but Mighty Chapter About Universal Intelligence
Chapter 3. Show Me the Money
Chapter 4. Best Practices for Busting Yourself
Chapter 5. The Hollering of Your Heart
Chapter 6. Your Mental Moneymaker
Chapter 7. Faith and Gratitudinal Gold
Chapter 8. Decisive Action: The Choice of Champions
Chapter 9. Movin’ on Up
Chapter 10. And Now, a Word from my Accountant . . .
Chapter 11. Your Inner Wealth
Chapter 12. Tenacity
Chapter 13. Change Loves Company
About the Author

You Are a Badass at Making Money- Master the Mindset of Wealth
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