Keeping your shit together…
Keeping your shit together - how to know you are crap at it.
Playing futsal in less than 24 hours - heeaven forbid that I should buckle under pressure and let down teammates. Its ever happened before….
What do YOU do at the slightest sign of obstruction?
Bitch/Whine like a baby to the whole word or grit it in?
I know what I do. And best of all, I do it with relish because I am mostly not responsible for how others feel, or any kind of team or team morale…. so I have no qualms abt spilling out everything. (yeah right).
As soon as I can…. Im putting that post up again. No more feeling sorry for people who dont deserve it, or holding back. They just never learn.
What a woosy and a pansy.
In the meantime, here’s something that an acquaintance sent over when I said i was having a persistent pressure and throbbing behind my left eye in November 2004
You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the
bank. You’re not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of
your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. You’re the
all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique
snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as
everything else.
