Sometimes you need to fake it til you make it. Sometimes you can’t even fake it.
I know I cannot wait for the fire to start and I have to set myself on fire to get to my goal; but tonight I feel like all my matches are wet.
Today I have to focus on progress, at least I’m not throwing the baby out with the bath water. I know how I feel and I am not allowing myself to indulge as much as I would like. Progress.
I have to get my shit together.