PseudoMaxxer
It’s over.
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Woke up at 4 am today, didn’t feel like it at all.
Did some research for ways to make money and did a walk through my town since it’s peaceful in the morning.
Drank a tea on the balcony and tried to enjoy my first day of working hard.
I didn’t do much, just some soft research and chilled, not sleepy at all rn, I sleep around 6/7h and i’m chill, now I clocked in at work.
But something strange happened, i was about to have a shower this morning and I looked at myself in the mirror and a stream of tears came running down my face, I didn’t know why, I felt helpless but proud at the same time.
I came so far, but im still yet so far from my final destination.
The idea that I was so far made me desperately sad, but the idea that this exact morning I woke up at 4 am while everyone else was sleeping and did something, even 0.0001%, made me so proud of myself.
I felt like everything was going to be fine, that yes it’s going to be extremely hard, and yes it’ll be painful and stressful, but just the fact that I woke up and did something for my own self when I could have just slept and been more fresh for the day ahead made me incredibly happy.
It’s not just the outcome, of looks, social skills, money or whatever you are chasing.
It’s about the journey and the person that you become going through all of the stuff that separates you from your goal.
Did some research for ways to make money and did a walk through my town since it’s peaceful in the morning.
Drank a tea on the balcony and tried to enjoy my first day of working hard.
I didn’t do much, just some soft research and chilled, not sleepy at all rn, I sleep around 6/7h and i’m chill, now I clocked in at work.
But something strange happened, i was about to have a shower this morning and I looked at myself in the mirror and a stream of tears came running down my face, I didn’t know why, I felt helpless but proud at the same time.
I came so far, but im still yet so far from my final destination.
The idea that I was so far made me desperately sad, but the idea that this exact morning I woke up at 4 am while everyone else was sleeping and did something, even 0.0001%, made me so proud of myself.
I felt like everything was going to be fine, that yes it’s going to be extremely hard, and yes it’ll be painful and stressful, but just the fact that I woke up and did something for my own self when I could have just slept and been more fresh for the day ahead made me incredibly happy.
It’s not just the outcome, of looks, social skills, money or whatever you are chasing.
It’s about the journey and the person that you become going through all of the stuff that separates you from your goal.