Recently I read a pretty moving article and the man's therapist gave him some homework, some words he was to say to himself every morning, it went a little something like this:

“Today I am going on a long commute that I hate to go to a job that I hate to work for a boss that I hate and be surrounded by coworkers I hate. Then I will drive home to hang out with friends I outgrew ten years ago. I will continue to live in an area I hate and I will not face any of my fears today.”

 Reading just those words alone struck me and I actually began to tear up. Not just because I live those words every single day, but I happen to be reading that on my phone as I was walking in to work. What were the chances?

The subject (drug addiction) didn't hit home, but a lot of the content did and since then I really have been thinking non-stop about everything around me.

Then I thought back, dug a little deeper and decided it's time to get shit done.

Because in all reality... I drive a short commute that I hate, to a job that I hate, to work for a boss who doesn't respect me, and be surrounded by coworkers I hate. Then I will drive home to be in an apartment I hate, next to neighbors I do not trust. I do not see my friends anymore and when I do, I don't feel like I know who they are. I will continue to live in an area I now hate and I will not face any of my fears today or ever step outside of my comfort zone.