I keep realizing that quite a few people think they are helping me, but they really aren’t. Want to help me? I mean really? For real? Then support my dream by legitimately believing in it. That’s all I ask. I will take risks and not make my success in any cookie cutter fashion. It’s not me or who I am. I know what I’m doing. That may come as a surprise to some, but it’s none the less true.
I’m not looking over my shoulder anymore, or placating someone’s ego so they can be “pleased” with me. If that makes me more enemies than friends; then so be it.
Adapt or perish. I always adapt because like evolution, I’m consistent. Only I can bring about my fall and perish.
It’s not time for that yet…