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DRIVE

Release and embrace

DRIVE

Without problems solutions would not exist.

Without pain beauty would be taken for granted.

Without change we all would be the same.

Without hatred love would never be an acquaintance.

Without effort progress would be a distant stranger. 

Without mental-health a priority your growth will always take a backseat!RG

GRAB THE WHEEL!!! 

STEER!

STAY ON ROUTE

NO DETOURS, remain the course.

Tired of endless nights and days all fading into months years with NO CHANGE, it’s not entirely your fault, at some point you weren’t in control of all the variables, you didn’t solely create the barriers, YOU MUST WANT CHANGE, more than the hurt of the pain, YOU MUST REWRITE AND REWIRE YOUR BRAIN, strain, its not easy trying to GAIN, TAKE A BREAK FROM BREAKING YOURSELF, ACCEPT! 

STEER! 🛞 

DRIVE

In order to resurrect we must recollect and tear down all the past fears that have erected not holding on to much to the why and elect to stay positive with motivation being the necessary change by coaching, training, practicing  and protecting your FRAGILE MIND, pay close attention to triggers and take notes then reverse engineer how to avoid the contact , rewrite the contract and CASH IN!!! 

DRIVE! 

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Bernadete van d...

What a determination, what a strength! I think the reason is 
is wearing a blue hat.
P.S.  Owen looks radiant. 

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