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Embrace the suck

My most difficult lesson learned, after resisting for many, many, many, many (ya feel me?) years: until you can be ok with being uncomfortable and uncertain, you'll never be able to do anything great. That's because greatness is achieved in the pursuit of your wildest dreams - not the easy to attain, safe, uninspiring dreams. Naturally, the pathway to get there is fraught with uncertainty, fear, discomfort and opportunities to grow. Why is there no easy shortcut? Because moving up requires you to be a better version of yourself. You don't become that until you are challenged to find a way to live with and overcome pain, insecurity, and the unknown. The best example I can think of is: you can't learn to forgive without having someone hurt you. 
So as you encounter obstacles along the way, and you feel tempted to give up or fall apart, just remember two things:
1. be kind to yourself (you're in a battle, on the journey to something incredible)
2. you get what you dare to become (you must become worthy of your dreams)

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