I’ve been getting out of control lately also, and I’m not talking a couple drinks either. I’ve still been making progress lifting and in my relationships and at work, so I’ve felt like what I’ve been doing was ok, but I woke up today and watched a video by Jocko Willink and at first it got me so motivated but all that came crashing down. I just realized that with everything I’ve ever done I’ve just missed the mark every time by a small margin. To quote Blink “A day late, a buck short, I’m writing the report, on losing and failing, when I move I’m flailing”.
Now it’s too late to do the things I was meant to. I’m just a few years too old and have had a few too many documented issues to proceed with with the shit I should be doing. I feel like I was blessed with a lot of gifts many others don’t have, most would kill to be in my shoes, but my demons eat me up from the inside out.
I’ll calm down and get back to the grind eventually, but feels good to vent a little. Hope everyone is killing it out there