Sometimes, you need your buns kicked – not because ya done wrong, but because you can do better.
Be better than better.
This is all sorts of tough love. I know you need it and I know you can take it. And if you can’t take it, it probably means you need it even more.
I nearly died from parasites.
Which means I know the size and shape of catastrophe.
You are this close to a breakthrough.
Which means no excuse is any excuse.
You are loved.
You are capable.
You’re going to get it in the neck if you don’t shape up.