This is not a blog.

This is a record.

Of what it cost to become the man I am,
and what I refuse to lose becoming better.

If you’re here, read slowly.

Missing her 1

I’ve put myself in situations that seemed impossible to recover from and always pulled through, but never at the expense of someone I cared so deeply for. This time I’ve…

I’ve put myself in situations that seemed impossible to recover from and always pulled through, but never at the expense of someone I cared so deeply for. This time I’ve put myself in a position at the expense of another’s feelings. One who has done nothing to deserve it. One who truly, I owe my happiness. By doing so I’ve removed my ability to overcome the impossible with mental fortitude and now fight that same fortitude from turning inward. This is one suck that I can not embrace. No matter the level of improvising or adapting, overcoming this suck is something I will not drive on from.
What has always been a prideful inner strength will become the degrading force in the destruction of who and what I am.