It’s been such a long time I don’t even know where to start so I’m just gonna jump straight in.
Last week I went running and today I went training, I still feel dead and it made me realize I hadn’t done something similar in such a long time. Haven’t really paid attention to myself but mostly just following the flow, we work in a late night bar, we drink every day and we party until 6am most nights.
“This is the dream” some may say and I honestly cannot complain, the idea itself is not that wrong but in my case it’s been mostly to run away/not think and that’s why it’s wrong. For a long ass time I haven’t really sat down and thought about my life, until today.
In the past 7 months I got so much shit thrown my way, we got robbed in our apartment, they lit a fire in the one above and I risked being a homeless for a month we’re the main ones. I know myself enough to know I am not in a good place but I know myself enough to know I will power trough cause in the end, I’m still here, I’m still fucking standing.
Don’t let your past experiences remain in the past, if my past 3 and a half years of wandering around taught me something is that if you really set your mind to something nothing and no one can really stop you, it can surely slows you down but it will not stop you.
So I will make it, and you’ll make it too and that’ll be a huge FUCK YOU to all the non believers.