๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ. ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ. ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง.

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ก๐—ข๐—ง ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ. ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ. ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง.

Hi {first_name},

The world tells us to be like everyone else.ย 

Blend in.

Donโ€™t make people uncomfortable.

Donโ€™t say too much.

Donโ€™t stand out unless itโ€™s the โ€œrightโ€ kind of different.

And when youโ€™re building something, a business, a dream, a life that feels more true than what came before, itโ€™s easy to start looking around and asking:

Whatโ€™s working for them?

Whatโ€™s trending right now?

What should I say to sound smart, sound successful, sound like I belong?

But your unfair advantage?

Itโ€™s never out there.

Itโ€™s not the software you use.

Itโ€™s not your niche or your strategy or your systems.

Itโ€™s not something you can download or automate.

Itโ€™s what you know because youโ€™ve lived it.

I live in a tiny town in northeast Saskatchewan.

Weโ€™ve got about 5,000 people here. We're 9+ hours away from a major airport.ย 

One set of lights.

No movie theatre.

No mall.

No Costco or Target or anything with automatic doors.

My window frames are old wood that swell in the summer, and most days my socks have holes.

We heat with wood, pray for rain, and know the name of the person who bags our groceries.

And even from this quiet place, Iโ€™ve learned that nobody else can do what Iโ€™m doing the way I do it.

And the same goes for you.

Because hereโ€™s the thing no one tells you...

Some people can fake a trend.

They can mimic a brand.

They can sound clever or polished or professional.

But they can't sit at a kitchen table and know what matters.

They canโ€™t remember what it felt like to work a job you hated just to keep the lights on.

They donโ€™t know the pressure of showing up for others while you're barely holding it together.

They canโ€™t describe the look in someoneโ€™s eyes when your words land exactly right.

They havenโ€™t felt the joy of seeing your first sale come in while your toddler naps next to you.

That is your edge.

That is your advantage.

And it cannot be outsourced.

You know what itโ€™s like to run a business from the kitchen counter.

To hear the sound of a sales notification while folding laundry.

To feel completely lit up by your work and still wonder if it matters.

You know how it feels to scroll past someone who looks like theyโ€™ve got it all figured outโ€ฆ and still open your laptop anyway.

You know the way a gut feeling lands. The way a quiet โ€œyesโ€ can carry more weight than a perfect plan.

You know what itโ€™s like to carry a dream in one hand and real life in the other.

The kind of real life that doesnโ€™t fit inside of a feed, you know? Things like...

โ€ข Stretching the budget and somehow still making it work
โ€ข Caring for kids, aging parents, or both, and feeling like you're doing it all halfway
โ€ข Getting through the workday while carrying the weight of something no one else can see
โ€ข Checking the fridge and wondering what to make with whatโ€™s left
โ€ข Pretending you're okay when you're absolutely not, but still showing up for the people who need you
โ€ข Folding laundry at midnight, answering texts you forgot to reply to, and whispering โ€œmaybe tomorrowโ€ to a dream you still believe in

And still, you keep showing up.

Still, you care.

Still, you try.

That is your unfair advantage.

Because your biggest strength isnโ€™t what you post online.

Itโ€™s what youโ€™ve survived.

Itโ€™s the weight youโ€™ve carried.

Itโ€™s the grit youโ€™ve gained from real life, not just reels.

Your unfair advantage is the fact that youโ€™ve been underestimated and you kept going.

Youโ€™ve done things scared.

Youโ€™ve built while others scrolled.

Youโ€™ve created when no one was watching.

Youโ€™ve spoken up even when your voice was shaking.

Youโ€™ve been counted out.

And yet...here you are.

If youโ€™ve been wondering what makes you different in a world of content creators and curated livesโ€ฆ itโ€™s this.

No one else can do what you do, the way you do it.

They havenโ€™t lived what youโ€™ve lived.

They donโ€™t love who you love.

They donโ€™t carry what you carry, and they never will.

Your heartbreak.

Your healing.

Your hope.

So today I want to invite you to remember THIS โ†“

It doesnโ€™t have to be big to be brave.

You can take the next step in your slippers.

You can launch with tears in your eyes.

You can write something true before the dishes are done.

You can hit publish while the world around you feels shaky.

Because you know what matters.

You know what people need.

Youโ€™ve lived the kind of moments that make you wise in ways no algorithm could ever match.

Start there.

Amber xo

P.S. Weโ€™re still watching the fire maps. Still hoping for rain. Still trying to carry on with normal life while everything feels anything but normal. If you're in a hard season too, just know I see you. Iโ€™m with you. And youโ€™re not alone.

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