I’ve asked myself this more than once — late at night, quietly. What if I keep working, keep sacrificing, and never actually arrive? It’s a fear that lives in the background of trying.
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I’ve asked myself this more than once — late at night, quietly. What if I keep working, keep sacrificing, and never actually arrive? It’s a fear that lives in the background of trying.
and then
Honestly? That thought haunts me some nights too. What if all this effort is for nothing? But you know what? I’ve come to see that maybe the goal isn’t the reward. Maybe the trying — the showing up when it’s hard, the not giving up when no one’s watching — is the real success. That’s not easy to accept. But in a way, it’s freeing. You’re still becoming someone stronger through it all.