My day starts at 4:30 a.m. By 6:00 a.m., I’m at work, already tired but pushing through. After my shift, I head straight to school, where I stay until 9:00 p.m. By the time I get home, I’m drained, but there’s still homework to finish. Sleep feels like a luxury I can’t afford. Some days, it feels impossible. Like when I’m nodding off in class after a long shift, or when I have to skip meals to make it to my next obligation. The constant juggling act leaves me questioning if I can keep this up.
But then, there are moments that remind me why I’m doing this. The pride of paying my own way. The small victories—acing a test, getting through a tough week, or even just the quiet satisfaction of knowing I’m building a better future.
It’s not easy, and some days I feel like I’m running on empty. But I keep going because I know this is temporary. Every early morning, every late night, is a step closer to my goals.
To anyone in the same boat: you’re not alone. This grind is tough, but so are you. Better days awaits, hopefully. 🤞🍀
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