From the heart of one bloody-nosed warrior to another…
Don’t you ever, EVER...
...fully accept defeat.
Maybe you don’t think of yourself as someone who possesses pig-headed determinism, but you do possess it.
Maybe you’ve been beat down, overlooked, and had more challenges in your life than the next guy or gal. I get it. It’s exhausting.
And yet here you are.
You’ve taken your punches, and yet you’re still hunting for something you haven’t caught yet. You’re still trying.
No matter how broken down, shat upon, or inadequate you feel (or have felt)... here you are.
Why is that?
Seriously. Ask yourself that question and come up with a real answer.
Why haven’t you just folded up the tent and quit trying even in your darkest moments when you would have LOVED to quit?