Not that anyone who reads this cares, but I pulled the damn rabbit out of my hat today.

Scratch that, it wasn’t magic that made things happen. It was me working my damn ass off and I am proud of myself.

Proud because it would have been easier to just give up and there were a lot of times when I wanted to.

A lot of times where I needed a hug and someone to say it would be alright because I wasn’t a hundred percent on things.

Sometimes this adulting thing is really fucking hard, but if you keep pushing sometimes good things happen.

Sometimes you reap the rewards of hard work. It is not all done and all better, but for now much of the pressure has diminished and that is worth a lot.

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