Hey Uggo,
For the sake of earning quick trust and rapport, I’m going to talk to you in a voice you recognize, your own.
You put yourself dead last every day of the week, then pretend to be offended when someone says something kinda negative or politically incorrect?
Good try, but we know you hate yourself.
What gave it away?
It wasn’t that you know about every show that’s EVER been out and have somehow watched all of them.
It wasn’t that your idea of fun is you being a slob under the influence of who and whatever is influencing.
It wasn’t that you have no real friends, no hobbies, and no life outside of your lifeless 9-to-5.
It wasn’t any of these things, though they don’t help your score.
Wanna know what it is?
You ooze 2 energy.
You don’t go after your dreams, fuck it, you don’t even dream.
Start there– you giver uper.
You let your job stress you, knowing you mean nothing to them. Knowing they’d fire you at the drop of a— if they just feel like it.
You SLEEP awake then wonder why life keeps taking a disgusting dump all over you? Maybe don’t sleep tail side under the elephant in your room.
We make ourselves in this life.
No one is going to give you permission.
No one is going to push you.
You don’t need to be anything, you don’t even need to do more. You just need to decide you’re going to accept the invite.
-Fool