There is a battle that needed to be waged.. 

Somewhere along your life.. someone fought for you 

Someone still battles for you

To get to school, to get the clothes you needed, to get you into college.. to get you into a home and provide and protect for you.. they took second and third jobs just to keep you away from the dangers in life 

A parent, a teacher a coach a mentor.. 

Someone fought for you.. so you could become who you were designed to be.. your highest self

And you’re just gonna let them down ? 

These warriors in your life.. they fought for you and you owe it to them to continue the battle 

This is what cancer taught me

we dont shave our head bc were losing our hair… we shave our head because were going to war

I watched people battle till the end.. even when they knew they couldn’t win.. 

Maybe you know someone like this..

Maybe this person is you.. but you just given up the fight 

Honor the people in your life that have fought for you!! 

Bc none of us are here.. on our own accord.. someone fought for us 

Who is this for you!! ? 

Are you willing to fight when you know you may not even win!? 

Who taught you how to fight and be a warrior ?

And let me remind you…A warrior doesn’t need a weapon, the warrior is the weapon. 

And it’s better to be a warrior in a garden than a gardener in a war 

Bare your sword but keep it sheath  

What are you fighting for ?

A battle vs  your former self.. your old identity vs your new identity

Who is going to win? 

Who are you going to allow to win this battle today? 

If you allow your former self to keep punching you in the face.. then your former and old self will win the war.. 

And to the victor goes the spoils.. 

Every nation who has won the war wrote their HIStory.. 

I’d rather let me family see me die on my horse than see me fall. 

I’d rather wage this battle with my inner self than let my family see me not try.. 

It has to be with your shield or on your shield.. The outcome doesnt matter… we must battle

You must put the head of your former identity on a stake 

It has to die.. 

And dead mean tell no tales

Bury the imposter in barren ground 

Bring your shovel and bury it. 

Have you ever punched someone in the face? 

Have you ever been punched in the face? 

Maybe you’ve done neither and you’re just a people pleaser.. 

Most importantly your pleasing your false sense of self

You keep giving its supply it needs to continue to live.. 

And you fail to see the injuries your causing yourself and the ones u love

Whats the point of getting to death safely?

Go all fucking in

circletheW and Win The Day!