I bear wounds that seem to never heal, a constant pain that surrounds all my reality. Where will I go from it? What will I do with it? Pain is my fuel to stoke the fires of excellence and success. Without it, I am powerless before pleasure, seduced to be complacent. Embrace your weakness, it is your greatest power. I bear the marks of life's whips in a uniquely exquisite pattern. So beautiful their ragged trails, making a name for myself, survivor. Who can argue with my experience? To excel you must accept your own pain. You must use it, not fight it. When you fight it, hide from it, it kills you. When you accept it, it empowers you. Mourn your pain, then brush yourself off, take it by the ear and make it do what you want.
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