To me in sports Nadal was already so high like the pinnacle in sports mentality and character. But after that documentary, he’s the standard and can never be matched. Ever
Respect as always
I remember when I first arrived in this country, I was trying to impress this YT and show her that I wasn’t the type to use or scam her as she told me stories of what she has went through. So I gave her around £1,000 to hold as savings for me. Long story short, I only ever got £150 back.
No one wants to hear it but you will have to *work* on everything that is worth having in life.
Your career, your relationships, your health - whatever it is...
So if you don't want to work for it, be prepared to be very disappointed in the quality of everything you get.
I’ve learnt the hard way that in this life, all the strong emotions will blind you.
Love, hate, fear, anxiety, jealousy etc.
They should be fleetingly felt from time to time and balanced mostly by other positive and easily manageable feelings.
@PinketteXO @maintishe men will never tell you but to do romance properly and achieve all of these things regularly, the man must not be hustling for more money but should already have enough of it.
This kind is a full time job not conducive with another job. U need to always think of the person
I put my wedding dress on Facebook Marketplace for $50. It cost me $1,200 twenty years ago. But after the divorce, just looking at it in the closet made my chest hurt. I just wanted it gone. A girl messaged me. "Can I come try it on? I don't have $50 yet, but I get paid Friday." She showed up in a beat-up Civic. She couldn’t have been older than 22. No ring. No excitement. Just tired. She put the dress on in my guest room. When she came out, she wasn't smiling. She was staring at herself in the mirror, trembling. "Do you love him?" I asked. She looked at me, tears spilling over. "I do. But we can't afford a wedding. We’re doing it at the courthouse. I just wanted to feel pretty for one hour." She started to unzip it. "I'll bring the money Friday." "Stop," I said. I went to my jewelry box. I pulled out the veil I never wore because it was 'too much.' "The dress is free," I said. She froze. "What? No, I can't—" "It's not free," I corrected myself. " The price is that you have to send me a picture of you smiling on your wedding day. Because this dress hasn't seen a smile in ten years, and it needs one." She fell into my arms. She got married yesterday. She sent the photo. She looked beautiful. And for the first time in a decade, I looked at that dress and didn't feel pain. I felt hope.
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