Fuel

A friend told me once that my problems are my own struggles. No matter how small they may seem compared to the "world's" problems; they're still my struggles, my pains. I don't know if I believe that. I'm spoiled and no matter how many crappy things happen at once, I won't cry over spilled milk, or a broken car, or a broken garage door, or a broken heating/air conditioning unit,or 30k in student loans, or a crappy raise at work, etc etc etc. This is the type of shit that drives people to the edge, but when I'm brought to the edge, I keep on pushin'.

Although a lot of things have been going wrong lately a lot of things are changing for me at the same time, and a lot of things have been coming together. I can feel it. I've ignored a lot of problems in the past and smiled in the face of things that probably shouldn't have been smiled at. I think I'm done with that chapter. I've been going for things that I want and begun sacrificing the things that don't truly matter anymore. I've always done for other's with no repayment expected. I can't say I'm going to be on a selfish ploy from now on because that wouldn't be the case at all. But I will however cut off those who take advantage.

Things in my past have changed me while things in my future will continue to mold me. I've always believed there is a reason for everything that happens. One person might step into your life for a short time but no matter how short or insignificant that time may seem; it does something. There's undoubtedly a purpose for it. Good or bad it's water for my soil. Fuel for my fire.

One chance ya'll that's it.