Eat peanut butter, do squats. Chop wood, run in mud. I do wicked shit.
This is my story, this is the truth.
I am shaking as I write this, trembling really. I’ve been a huge ball of anxiety over this for a week but I’m finally ready to be free of this weight. The other day, I suddenly realized what was a contributor to my sadness and I…
Suffer in silence. Don’t find your happy place.
I can’t make you cold, you are making yourself cold.
There are always people who will give more than they ever receive and at times the fire they light for others will burn them instead, if you give and…