Maybe It Was A Gift…

All this bad shit you have been through…

What do you think the purpose of that was?

It sure as shit wasn't so you would waste the rest of your life pointing at it blaming for why you aren't trying now.

It didn't kill you.

You are still here.

Now what?

Maybe if you stopped boo-hooing about it, you would recognize that most people couldn't have made it through the shit you have.

Maybe it was a gift.

Maybe it was preparing you for your future calling.

Maybe it was a sign that nothing can break you.

Unless you let it.

All you have to do is keep going.

It's never too late.

There is always a way out.

The way your life looks right now is a result of a different you.

Tomorrow is a chance to live as the real you.

Recognize your past errors that have produced this place you don't want to be.

Adjust your actions appropriately.

Start by winning tomorrow no matter what and go from there.

Get excited about the new life you get to create.

...And go create it.