“Risk it?”

“Risk it?”

Don’t start the business. It’s going to fail.

Don’t work out. You’ll always be out of shape.

Don’t eat healthy. Not worth it.

Don’t get sunlight. It won’t help.

Don’t try to be successful. You’ll never be enough.

That’s the voice. And it gets louder every time I listen to it.

I have yin yang wolves tattooed on my chest because of the old folk tale: two wolves live inside you, and the one you feed is the one that lives.

I don’t think that’s true anymore.

They both live either way. The job isn’t killing one. It’s learning to tame and live with both.

I don’t have the answers. I just know balance is a helluva ride to figure out.