I know I have done a good job when I hurt.

For example
1) At the gym, my legs are tired, I'm absolutely exhausted, it hurts. I've done my job
2) After a hard night's of drinking, I wake up the next morning, head hurts. I've done my job.
3) The test was absolutely ridiculous. I know that no matter how many hours of studying I've put in, there would be no possible way for me to solve the 1 out of 3 problems given on the exam. My head hurts. I've done my job.
4) I fall in love. It ends. I cry. I doubt. I hurt. I know I've done my job.

So this next question brings me to ask: when did it become a job to live my life? When did it hurt so much to do things that should be second nature? I don't want life to be a "job." I want to be happy with what I do....

For example:
I ran a half marathon over a month ago. My main fear was that I wasn't going to be able to finish.
Before I started the race, I got hives.

I've never gotten hives in my life..

in my mind, i thought - well, maybe this is a sign

by mile five, i couldn't breathe

by mile 5.3, i stopped at a medic station

by mile 13.1, i couldn't believe i finished (!!)



Lesson learned.



here's what I've concluded.

--love all you want, people who don't recognize how great it is to be loved don't deserve it
--hate all you want, but know that because you dislike something about someone, people's inherent nature cannot change
--forgive as much as possible
--know that brighter things will happen for you in the future as long as you believe and love yourself first
--be confident, be happy; it's contagious