𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅.
As a young kid, I paled in comparison to my older brother and sister. Both of them popular and university scholars, I lagged behind in comparison to how smart they were and of the expectations for me having my family name.
When I was in college, I failed my first math subject. My father is a brilliant professor of engineering. I hope you can imagine how disappointing that was to him.
I was one of the last students to graduate among my peers.
When I finally got my first job, I was a bartender at Chef and Brewer in Ortigas. It was a tough time but I was proud of it, I worked from 6 PM to 4 AM. I was a bartender who does not drink, and I was the youngest in the crew. One time, someone stole the coffee filters. No one knew who. Seeing that I was an out-of-place kid from Mindanao, I was the easy target of my supervisor. I was demanded to pay for the coffee filters worth 5,000 pesos. My salary was 3,000 pesos every cut-off. I don't even drink coffee.
When I finally went to Singapore, I worked as a banquet crew at hotels. A "Houseman". My job is to serve food during events. Prepare the tables. Clean the space with the janitors. Sometimes I even wash the dishes. It definitely wasn't easy but I was proud of this job and I learned a lot.
I lived in a building that used to be an old hospital in Pasir Ris. My room was the size of two bathrooms and there were 3 other guys I had to bunk it with. Four sweaty guys with the aircon only allowed from 6 PM to 6 AM. I get home at 7 AM. I sweat bullets while I sleep.
The mattresses were infested by bed bugs so every day I turned it into a little game of how I can be Vlad the Impaler to these pests. That was fun.
In 2012, I went back to Mindanao and decided to trade full-time. 3 months later, I wiped out my entire investment.
My life is built on failures.
In fact, I've learned that without these failures I would not have been the trader I've become now. Trading is all about repeatedly failing and getting back up again. Trusting that at the end of the process, I'll have beaten the odds.
If I didn't fail as much, it would be a terrible blow to my ego every time I trade with conviction and then discard that opinion to cut when the market bombs.
I started out ZFT clumsily. I was 23 years old. The only payment I asked was for my students to sponsor a child's education.
For years we functioned like a club. In a field dominated by the old rich and finance graduates, we were the 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔. I can't begin to tell you how many times people have bet we wouldn't last.
Now it's a globally recognized brand, has been awarded as the best trading community in Philippines last year in Vietnam, and the training ground of trading champions.
Every day, I still get surprised at how much we've grown-- with Trading For Rookies and the bigger community of Trading Republic that has been created to be more inclusive of our TItan family and the Blueprint First Class.
It's been less than a decade and it's nothing short of a miracle.
To me, the fires of my failure were what built the revolution in our trading community. Now, ZFT is the home of the regular Filipino who seeks financial freedom through trading.
"Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall." - Confucius
Some people would not have thought I could be who I am today. I don't blame them. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕.
With nothing else behind me, I learned to fix my gaze forward.
𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝗺𝐞 𝐧𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝗼𝗺𝐞𝗼𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝗼 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞.
About the Author
Written and Personal Opinion by Zeefreaks / George Asibal. A piece dedicated to my Savior, Jesus Christ.
Edited by Rooting For Celeste / Celeste Rodriguez, ZFT Trading Coach