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Inherent to Doing Hard Things

There is something about doing hard things that is difficult to describea feeling you can’t quite capture. Pushing yourself when you have the constant choice not to creates a feeling of reward layered somewhere within the discomfort. It’s hard to observe and appreciate but it has its own quiet significance.

It’s contradicting and defying yourself fueled by some inner feeling that you must follow through. And that act of pushing creates something distinct.

I’ve come to deeply value this feeling. There is something quite amazing and surreal about leaning into it.