Real Friends Help You Win

They loved you when you were fucked up.

When you were broke.

When you were stuck.

When you were unhappy.

When you were shrinking yourself to make everyone comfortable.

Then you got sharp.

You got your shit together.

You started moving.

You started producing a few wins.

Now you're not "humble".

Now you "forgot where you came from".

Now you're the fucking problem.

...and you think these people are your friends?

They're miserable losers who clap just enough to stay close just in case you actually make it.

Real friends push you forward.

Real friends make you better.

Real friends help you win.

Anyone else is a liability.

Cut them from the team.

...and be prepared to run them the fuck over when they try to get in your way.

Because they will.