One thing is for sure, it’ll never work if I don’t try

So try

It won’t work. It’s doomed. I’m not smart enough. It’s not working.

These are the thoughts that plague me. Maybe they plague you. Maybe you wake up each day and feel a sense of disappointment. That life isn’t as you thought, you’d thought you’d be further ahead by now, that things would have come together, that life would have been simpler.

You’ve been trying, right?

And it’s not working.

You’re doing the things.
You’re waking up early.
You’re making the mistakes.
You’re failing.
You’re trying.

And still, it’s not working.

It’s working for everybody else (well, at least on the surface). But for you, things aren’t as shiny.

What are you doing wrong?

It’s 10x harder than you could have ever imagined

For the last 2 weeks I woke up every day at 5 am and wrote for 3 hours. I woke up tired, when I didn’t want to, when I was fearful, when I thought nobody cared.

For 2 weeks.

And that is a drop in the ocean. I have committed to 365 days of this. Of this. This constant daily battle of emotions. Of fear, of happiness, of it all.