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.

I do.

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…