*bonus post* Week 0: The Prelude

 I started going back through and reading all of my previous posts and something felt missing. Well no shit, the missing link was the first post that kicked off this little venture of mine. It was a Facebook post from a strung out, tired, morally degraded drunk who was ready for a change and needed more accountability than his own self would provide. I think I was talking from a place of false positivity and drive, hoping that with more eyes on me I could turn it into real motivation and dedication. Did I get there? Sure. They way I had planned it all out? Holy shit absolutely not, January was a  flaming downward spiral of a hellcoaster...but alas it is no more. Anywho: for your viewing pleasure, here comes week 0.

Accountability time: 2023 sucked. I was away from home all the time, hardly got to see friends and family, in and out of hospitals on the back half of the year, and came to terms with the reality that I’ve been surviving on grit alone while not having significant parts of my life i was in desperate need of.
My response to all of that was equally as destructive. I filled the gaps in my life with alcohol and nicotine, often taking it too far and making stupid ass decisions. I made a lot of people mad, hid the fact that i was struggling from anyone who cared about me, disregarded my physical, mental, and emotional health. What’s worse is that i did all of this in response to just expecting things to get better and that happiness was just around the corner.
The whole new year, new me thing is a bit tongue in cheek by now, but if i walked the path any further I’d make a bad decision that there’s no coming back from. And with that, i make a promise to anyone who will listen: this is the year i do something about it. This is the year my heads on straight and i make my own satisfaction and happiness. This is the year i save myself. Clear eyes, full hearts, won’t lose again. LFG, NFCWFH, game on!


I admire the fire kid...and you got there eventually (albeit in an ass-backwards, where-tf am-I-and-who's-pineapple-is-this kind of way). Do the next right action and things will just start falling into place. Life is tough though, so buy a helmet.

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