And in that extremely extraordinary situation. Makes the choice, to endure. It's that release of fear of the future, saying that, what do I fear? I'm going to do it! I'm going to reach way down deep, deeper than the fear of 6 feet down. And valiantly says... FUCK DEATH. I HAVE MY HONOR AND THATS IT. I'LL NEVER NEVER NEVER SURRENDER. I WILL GIVE THIS ALL I HAVE. I WILL CONQUER. I WILL FUCKING MAKE IT. I KNOW I CAN. I FUCKING KNOW IT. And then. Goes pedal to the metal. "FUCK THE TORPEDOES!! FULL MOTHAFUKKIN THROTTLE"" IF I am wrong. I'M Damned. IF IM RIGHT, I'm gonna make it.

Sometimes, the only pull up bar you have to get up, is the invisible one, that's all in your mind. It's that dig-deep. You got this. Be your hero. Be your own gotdamnt hero. There will come a time, where you WILL realize, you are all you got. If you can make it through this. You can really make it through anything. I know it's difficult. Honestly, have you ever felt this dread of failure and doom? Have you? Really? Well, yes or no? If yes, well, then this shouldn't break a fucking sweat.

On the other hand, if this is, well, I suppose, your answer could most possibly be no, I've never faced anything this extreme, this traumatic experience, is the most possible worst case scenario I've ever faced. Well, if you can make that decision, and again, that's your own fucking decision, no one else's. You only have one viable option right now. That isn't to give up, it's to reach for that GOTDAMT invisible fucking bar, pull your own damn self up, feel that heart beat, take that breath, feel. Feel that? That's life.

No filter. That's heart. That's pain. That's fear of ruin, let that release with that breath, that's anger, take a moment, BREATHE THAT Shit IN. FEEL THAT?! BREATHE THAT SHIT OUT, FEEL THAT?! THAT'S RELEASE, TAKE IT ONE BREATH AT A FUCKING TIME, RELEASE THE FEAR. BUT LET THE PAIN FUEL YOU. NOW MAKE A DAMN CHOICE. GIVE UP, FAIL RIGHT THE FUCK NOW, OR BE A CONQUERA.