Okay, real talk, focusing on goals instead of obsessing over every single obstacle literally dragged me out of the darkest year of my adult life, and I’m saying this...
God is good, y’all. I’m sitting here in my sweaty gym shorts on the couch in my stupidly humid Virginia apartment, AC rattling like it’s about to give up...
Success habits before 8 A.M. are honestly the only reason I’m not currently face-down in a Wawa parking lot eating Tastykake crumbs off my hoodie. Real talk, I’m sitting...
Look, learning to believe in yourself doesn’t begin with rainbows. It begins in my crappy studio apartment in Phoenix last year, eating cold leftover...