What inspires you? Who is your inspiration? I'll give you a second to think about it. Don’t take too long, I have stuff to do.
I'm sure you came up with a couple of different things, but what I hope is at the top of your list is You.
You should be your biggest inspiration, your own motivation, your best selling story, your own morning glory.
Remember when you were dating that guy and he was at that place with the people and he did that thing? Remember that? And remember how you left the situation without forcing that thing into his body part that would have made that stuff ooze out of his body? Remember how you didn't do that? You went home and told yourself you would be fine. Of course there was also alcohol, ice cream, doughnuts, and lots of tissue involved. And you kept using up battery life from talking to friends and family overnight. And you did finally find that old Bible that Aunt Charmaine gave you when you were 7 and you drew pictures in it because you thought Jesus should have boots instead of sandals. But you got through that ordeal. YOU got through that. You were able to get out of bed, go to work, do your job (well ACT like you were doing your job), hold conversations with people you don’t even like and get through your day. You were able to get over the pain and frustration and get on with your life. YOU did that. Not your kids. Not your mom. Not your pastor. They may have helped and encouraged, but you did it. You motivated yourself. You inspired you.
I'm sure you came up with a couple of different things, but what I hope is at the top of your list is You.
You should be your biggest inspiration, your own motivation, your best selling story, your own morning glory.
Remember when you were dating that guy and he was at that place with the people and he did that thing? Remember that? And remember how you left the situation without forcing that thing into his body part that would have made that stuff ooze out of his body? Remember how you didn't do that? You went home and told yourself you would be fine. Of course there was also alcohol, ice cream, doughnuts, and lots of tissue involved. And you kept using up battery life from talking to friends and family overnight. And you did finally find that old Bible that Aunt Charmaine gave you when you were 7 and you drew pictures in it because you thought Jesus should have boots instead of sandals. But you got through that ordeal. YOU got through that. You were able to get out of bed, go to work, do your job (well ACT like you were doing your job), hold conversations with people you don’t even like and get through your day. You were able to get over the pain and frustration and get on with your life. YOU did that. Not your kids. Not your mom. Not your pastor. They may have helped and encouraged, but you did it. You motivated yourself. You inspired you.
So what’s holding you back now from taking that next step towards what you want to do next? You. That’s right, you can inspire yourself, or you hold yourself back. It’s all up to you.
By the way, this was all me talking to myself. I need to get off my azz and do what I need to do to get where I want to be. If you have found something that helped you, that’s cool. But I really did this for me. I’ll help you later.
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