This took a long time for me to understand. I spent a good part of my life looking for the motivation I needed to change myself.
If only I was better, if only my parents had loved me more, if only I had finished school. If only I hadn’t let myself become a user, a liar, a cheater. If only I felt better about myself, had a better physique, was smarter, or had more money. If only my friends called more, I had constructive hobbies, or felt more valued by the people around me.
If only. If only. If only.
Fuck that. Fuck motivation. I needed discipline. The only way to get discipline is to make yourself suffer. To do the things that you don’t want to do. To put yourself in every fucking situation you don’t want to be in. You either front load the suffering yourself, or life will be waiting for you with it on the back end.
Go put on your shoes right now and do something with your fucking life.
Be a fucking Goggins.