I’m so confused. This.. is how it ends?
Do you know how fucking terrible it feels to put a whole year of work towards a goal, be less than an hour from reaching it, and then it collapses?
To feel like you are being sabotaged by everyone while you pour your heart into it?
“That just goes to show you you’re nothin’ but a Whiskey Delta!”
I wasn’t strong enough. Was that the problem?
I wasn’t patient enough. Was that the problem?
I believed in myself. Was that the problem?
I wasn’t enough. Was that the problem?
“In preparing for battle I have always found that plans are useless, but planning is indispensable.”