“My intuition is telling me there’ll be better days.”

I’ve heard that you learn the most lessons in your 20s. When I think about it for too long, that shit breaks my heart. My pops was only 22 when I was born. My mom 18. Thinking about all the sacrifices that they made at such a young age fucks with me on the inside all the time. I think it’s really only because I try and put it in perspective. My 20s have been the most selfish years of my life. I’m only thinking about what I could do to make me feel accomplished. The worst part is that I don’t have a finish line within sight and I understand that it probably never will be. I guess that’s the biggest lesson I’ve learned so far, my accomplishments won’t exactly stop at any point I’ll just have different ones once a family and a wife steps in.
I always think about is how my pops always had my mom to check him and how much they must’ve helped each other grow. I get so much of my hardheaded traits from both of them that I can only imagine how that went behind closed doors. It’s dangerous when you don’t have anybody to check you and I’ve been dangerous for sure. Checking myself just doesn’t work so well.

Future wife – if you’re reading this or once you read this, I apologize for my bullshit. Keep me in check, baby. Help me embrace the change. I’m too ignorant to know what I have in front of me sometimes.

-CG