A year ago today I was a totally different person - fat, depressed, and a hs drop out. I spent most of my days eating my feelings and rotting in bed, I know it sounds a bit cliché but what got me to change was the realization that no one was going to come to “save me” from the circumstances I put myself in and that if I wanted my life to be a certain way I’d have to put the work in to get to where I want to be.

So I started off small -> reenrolled myself into school to finish off hs, started eating in a caloric deficit. Now a year from then I’m officially 50 lbs down, pretty soon I’ll not only have officially graduate hs but will have completed a year towards my undergrad, so far I’ve also been going to the gym consistently for 3 months, and walking 20k steps daily for 7.

I’m glad my life changed for the better but I really wish I took the red pill sooner, I feel like now a days society just wants to promote perpetual victimhood onto everyone and teach people that they deserve handouts for just existing when that type of attitude only makes us weak and complacent.

Growth comes from discomfort. If we stop challenging ourselves we lose our sense of purpose in life and without purpose we lack identity.