I Refuse to Run Away From My Problems

I think that someone is lucky when they have people who constantly hit back at them and their dreams and aspirations in life, myself included. Like I adamantly believe in how fortunate I am to have people who would talk shit to me in my face and behind my back, to tell me that I'm not good enough, to point out my flaws (face and all), to laugh when I talk about my dreams and start making jokes about it for the next million years or so, because that's the only way to truly push yourself beyond your limits. It's not about proving them wrong, it's about having the last laugh. It's not about showing them who you are, it's about finally being strong enough to take them out of your life and support yourself. It's not about NOT FAILING, it's about SUCCEEDING.

"...how much you can get hit and keep moving forward, how much you can take and still keep moving forward."