When Life Gives You T-Shirts, Make a Bustier
This meme inspired me to talk about goal motivation.
Maybe it’s me but I don’t think so. Maybe life has dished out some consistently rotten experiences. Maybe you’ve subconsciously made certain choices that haven’t turned out so well. Maybe you reacted by promising yourself “no more.”
But there’s always a stupid hope that wakes when you unintentionally meet someone who changes your mind. You are enticed. You believe that “the cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.” It takes every bit of your shaky courage to enter that goddam cave. You find the treasure box. You open the lid…….
…..and there’s nothing inside but a fucking rubber duckey.
Well guess what, Toots? You believe you need someone else to make your life complete and exciting? How’s that working out for you?? I thought so. Listen up cause I ain’t gonna repeat it ~
You don’t need jack shit from anyone. No one, and I mean NO ONE, will love you and turn you on and excite you anywhere near how you will feel once you have gone through the “becoming” of your true, authentic, soulful self.
All you need is inside you. Anyone else you elevate to that role will disappoint, disappear, dissipate, devastate.
My lover is the Violin Bitch because she is me. How the fuck is THAT for goal motivation?
Who’s hiding inside you?