I have goals. BIG goals. Goals that scare me. Goals that I would’ve brushed off earlier because deep down, the fear of failure was too great, but fear doesn’t run my life anymore.
No, I’m not there yet, far from, actually. And perhaps I’ll never be “there.” But you can bet I’ll damn well fight for it ’til I take my last breath. I’m bulletproof.
I don’t give up.
Not on you. Never again on me.
This is it. This is me. All of me. Here we go…