FUCK IT ALL, I QUIT. I just can’t do it anymore.

FUCK IT ALL, I QUIT. I just can’t do it anymore.

I’ve noticed recently that I’ve been doing a lot of stuff that I don’t really want to do, because I felt like I needed to do it.  Which I find frustrating, yet funny, because this is something I preach about all the freakin’ time –  STOP DOING SHIT YOU HATE But clearly I’m not that great at taking my own advice because here I was, doing shit I hated. I was talking to people I couldn’t stand. I was saying things to make people feel better instead of saying things that they actually needed to hear. And I even felt a bit self-concious with YOU, thinking I needed to write a certain way, speak a certain way, be a certain way, otherwise you’d get bored with me and leave, and go follow someone else. Which is embarassing to even admit here, but it’s the truth. All to say –  I’m human. I fuck up. All the time, do I fuck up! I’ve been feeling this feeling deep in my gut over the last few weeks that I needed to change my life in some ways. My energy was shifting. I was allowing in negativity. I was forcing myself to do things that I didn’t really want to be doing.  I’ve been going against a lot of the shit that’s SO obvious. I’ve been flaking out on myself. I’ve been letting my desires slip. I’ve been slacking –  Not in the work. Oh no, never the work. I ALWAYS show up and do the work. The emails The messages The calls The sales The offers The trainings The writing The...