Start Over Once More...
I don't quite remember the moment in which I gave up. But somewhere along the way... that's what I did. I gave up on my love life when I put myself in a situation in which the person I spent almost an entire year with couldn't even give me the minimum amount of respect or honesty. I gave up on my career when I quit not one but three jobs back to back because I simply didn't want to do it anymore. I gave up on my health when I decided that it was okay to eat junk food in order to replace real meals. I gave up. And I don't remember the instance in which I made all of these bad decisions and thought it was okay to carry on. I reasoned with myself. That everything would work itself out. That I wanted all of these things and that somehow it would all magically come together. But I allowed too many things to transpire. Accountability. I allowed things to happen that should have never ever happened. Somewhere along the line I forgot who I was and I settled