Today, I quit my dream.
Not exactly, but I did something that could make or break achieving my dream.
I quit.
If you don’t know, my dream is to make it to the NBA. You would think that’s far-fetched; I’m a short guard who has no competitive experience since 8th grade AAU, but listen – I can care less.
My ideals are considered reality to me. Whatever I want to do, I go high for it. No one can stop me. No one can tell me otherwise. Naturally there’s a roadblock. Myself.
Winning against yourself is a daily struggle.
Only I can get in my way. Today was a case of myself being an obstacle, but the obstacle is more like a chronic ache. You know when you’re fighting yourself to do something and end up not doing it? It’s like that, but my constant fight (war really), is quitting then coming back.
We all have that “fight” that always frustrates us. I’ve battled over and over – it’s tiring and it’s at the time of make or break. I can’t do it anymore. Something has to give.
Quit, or shove myself out the picture? Be something a lot of people want me or think I should be, or be what I want to be? Live life knowing that I could have accomplished my dream and more, or get to the end goal and more?
What’s the answer?
Today, I quit my dream. Today, won’t happen again. Today, I decided to never let myself quit in any form when it comes to progressing towards my dream.
That’s my answer? What’s yours?
