I realize life might not look like it's going your way.
I also realize that where you want to be may seem like it's not even a literal possibility.
To that I say this:
I also thought that for the first 10 years I was in the process of trying to figure my life out and become "successful.”
Every fucking day that first 10 years I contemplated quitting multiple times a day.
Years 10-15 I thought about it every other day.
Years 15-20 I thought about it once a week.
Now it's once every 6 months.
Wanting to quit is part of the deal.
Not quitting is where the magic is.