Sometimes the feelings of inadequacy are so palpable I can literally feel the weight of them everywhere on my person.
Inadequacy coupled with a frequent lack of drive promotes even deeper feelings of inadequacy and the cycle is vicious, as so many are.
I think, though, that everyone has a point where they get it. "This is what I need to do to get to where I want to be." I think I have found that.
Passion necessitates hard work. Focused, true, hard, long, sometimes shitty work. But work that is so worth it. I wish I could fully grasp that light at the end of the tunnel. The payoff isn't real yet. I've gotten into the mindset that I'm just going to stay static.
But I don't want to. I really, really don't want to. And I can't. I can't afford to play around anymore.
I am thankful for the incredible people in my life that force me to see the bigger picture, reevaluate, and plant a seed of pointed positivity.
It's not a failure. It's a road. My path to where I'm supposed to end up. I trust in that, but I also have to trust in myself, and make it happen.
The time is now, and it always has been.