@trueemindset: What kind of life will you live? #discipline #davidgoggins #growthmindset #mindsetshift #standards

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abyss :
made a playlist with speeches like that 🫡
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decision.os
Decision OS :
Discipline isn’t punishment. It’s freedom.
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Stay hard.
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Tio Tito Dono :
just go for it, thats it, is it, is money😎
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Goggins
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davizim07 :
STAY FUNCKING HARD MUTHEFUCKER
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ابراهىم :
Discipline
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Isaiah 26:3 "Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee."
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stay hard
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- 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗_𝚛𝚋𝚡 :
SOLO CREER EN DIOS Y SEGUIR ADELANTE
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if you must play then play to win @
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they don't know me son
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I loved this story, so I made an interactive version on Cycle AI where you can step into any character and live it yourself!
   The first time I heard myself propose, I was standing at a microphone telling two hundred donors how much family mattered. The sound engineer had been testing a file Celeste's lawyer asked me to hear privately. I had waved him away and told him to play whatever it was. Then my own voice filled the ballroom.
I loved this story, so I made an interactive version on Cycle AI where you can step into any character and live it yourself! The first time I heard myself propose, I was standing at a microphone telling two hundred donors how much family mattered. The sound engineer had been testing a file Celeste's lawyer asked me to hear privately. I had waved him away and told him to play whatever it was. Then my own voice filled the ballroom. "Will you marry me?" I was forty-two, the owner of an event-security company, and had spent years complaining that everyone except me had someone to go home to. Four months earlier in New Orleans, a thirty-one-year-old jazz singer had made staying in one place seem possible. I remembered her laughing at my terrible request for a song. I did not remember becoming her husband. After a weekend of celebrations and too much liquor, I woke alone on my side of the bed, saw her asleep, and slipped out. There was a band on my hand. I took it off before driving home. Later, whenever I found it in my drawer, I shut the drawer again. I called the missing hours a blackout, as if naming the hole excused refusing to look into it. Celeste ran the music fund hosting tonight's benefit. My company had been hired by its administrator after threats against the performers. When she arrived for the security briefing that morning, I assumed she had arranged the job to reach me. I accused her of inventing reasons to see me. She tried to say we were married. I laughed. In front of her staff, I laughed. She replaced our team before doors opened. Her lawyer delivered copies of the license and a recording made by the wedding witness. I hadn't opened the envelope. Now the ballroom heard me promise to stop making her face things alone. The recording caught her asking, "Are you sure?" My answer came immediately. I sounded more certain than I had sounded about anything tonight. I saw her beside the sound desk. She had come to stop the file, not stage a spectacle. When our eyes met, she looked away first. That movement hurt more than anger would have. I knew what I had taught her: expecting anything from me, even basic decency, meant risking another humiliation. I put the microphone down without finishing my speech. In the corridor I asked whether she had tried to call. She showed me the number I had typed into her phone. One digit wrong. Then weeks of messages she had sent through the same failed contact. I reached toward the screen as if touching it could put me back at the beginning. She pulled it away. "I don't need you to feel it now. I needed an answer then." The lawyer placed a divorce packet between us. I asked for one conversation without witnesses. Celeste shook her head. "You made the accusation in public. Correct it there." Beyond the doors, the room was waiting. I picked up the microphone again. For once I knew exactly what I needed to say, and no promise about the future would make it easier. #cycleai #BookTok #MarriageDrama #SecondChanceRomance #Angst

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