Sick of this sh*t.

I’m sick of being the kid who almost could.

I’m sick of being the kid who could have been.

I’m sick of being the kid who came in 4^th and never medalled.

I’m sick of being the kid who was the best, but couldn’t finish the fight.

I’m sick of this sh*t.

I focus on the pain, the only thing that’s real.

It’s funny how certain things trigger memories and emotions, came across a friend’s blog that somehow reminded me of my failures.

But it also reminded me why I don’t want to be where I was anymore.

Keep moving forward.