I’ve built calluses in my brain; the same way that I’ve built them on my hands walking with my chains. My chains are my forearm crutches that are my permanent devices to move my body for the rest of my life. This is a better version towards my independence; more than 80% of my network probably doesn’t realize that I’ve spent half my life in a wheelchair.
I’ve been determined to succeed on self development more than I have been breathing air into my lungs; and I haven’t wasted a single moment. I’ve reached the point of blocking out everyone around me, this is my life and responsibility to overcome the pain to build my best body on my terms.
My entire life has been trained for THIS next elevation; and the world keeps moving faster & faster … and faster. When I finally think Im getting a grip on everything moving 100 MPH around me; another jump happens that forces me to focus harder on dreams & studies.
The only person that I hold accountable is myself; and my mind has built itself to handle anything that comes in front of it. This is my road to power.
I suffer to get across this journey; and I’ve grown more in THIS last year during the pandemic – than my entire life feeding the flame and running at.. I’m afraid of failing and it’s uncomfortable every day. Money doesn’t make the world go around; it fuels opportunities to certain limitations.
“I never say why me, I say try me. Is that all you got?”B*tch, let’s goooooooooo