40 hours a week is fucking nothing, I work 70-90 hours a week and I don't get weekends. I'm always on-call, taking care of my employees, clients and partners. My "vacations" are industry conferences. I pay my self roughly 18k a year, >90% of my money goes into right back into my business.

I also find the time to go to the gym 3 times a week, mentor a high school student, help young entrepreneurs and volunteer with Habitat For Humanity.

I immigrated to Canada with nothing, my family would get in our rusty dodge grand caravan and look for furniture on the side of the road on garbage day so we could furnish our barren apartment. I got bullied in school because I didn't know English, and grew up in isolation for a huge majority of my early childhood.

And you know what? I am PROUD of the hard work I put in, day in day out. It makes me feel good to work for a higher purpose. To improve myself, my community and the world at large. That's a privilage.

And yet, there is always someone working harder than you. My dad lost his comrades in a revolution. His grandfather was a serf. Keep your 40/week sob story to yourself, no one gives a fuck.