March march march march. Marching on ahead. Laborious work is killing me mental strength. I've come to wonder again what is my purpose in life is all about. Work smart not hard? Yeah I know, but working smart or hard doesn't mean that you will feel happy. I'm being tied down with some toxic thoughts. Linking my thoughts too closely to an individual is causing me huge distress. I must cut the ties or tie it tighter. This is stressing me, my life's most difficult ordeal. Will need some additional courage to pull this off.
