Stress

Stress. 

EATS ME ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!

I can't deal sometimes. Everyday, there is something. Something that decides to throw itself into my life to mess up my day. 

Whether it's grades or sports or girls or my walk with our lord and savior. It eats away at me. All I can really do is rise up above whatever it is and say David, be a man!! Gets yourself together! Because there are 1938238482 people out there that would MUCH rather have your problems than there's..... 

It's in that moment when all the positives have to come into play. I have to think about the people I can open up to to talk about the issue. 

All the crap, all the arguments, all the issues..... They last a little while. Sometimes. 3 minutes.... Sometime 3 days. But in the end. It's all on me. It's MY responsibility to FIGHT through whatever it is and keep going. To fix whatever issues are in the way of the real thing that matters.  

The relationships that can last a lifetime. And there is one that will be there always. 

The one with you and God. 

If I've learned anything the last few months, it's that rising above and defeating any obstacles in the way of relationships or goals; is WAY easier than leaving them alone. 

It is our job as people who are called to serve and love to fight for everything we have. 

I am a fighter. Physically and mentally...

My story will be here 

Little things

It's the little things. The little things that piss me off. The little things that make my day that much better. 

The way someone says hi to you. Or the 4 dollar coffee you spill right after purchasing it. 

My point of view from this subject is resolved by knowing this.... The reason these things hit harder than they should, is simply because we don't see these things coming 

You can see a divorcee coming. Or a death coming, usually. But when you hit your pinky toe on the coffee table in the center of your living room and completely abliterate the meal you have just prepared for yourself.... That feels like life taking a huge dump on your day and making you clean it up. 

I am fighter. Today, I found out that because of my age I am not allowed to partake in the fight I was given in the next couple of months. I had already started my diet. Already lost 10 pounds. Was traing my ass off. Then.... Out of nowhere, which is why it sucks so much, this is laid on me. 

Then you gotta think. Maybe it's Gods way of saying be patient my son, because your time will come. Maybe I wasn't REALLY ready for it. And this is just a way of letting me down easy. All I can do is accept this. And try to apply every positive thought towards it. Or els I'll just let it eat away at me when really...

It just doesn't matter. 

The little things. They suck. But at the same time. They can be fantastic. I'm ready to keep training and getting better for when I am of age. 

I am a fighter. And my story will be here 

This is hello

Hello, I am one of those kids who has always been the ring leader of my friends and usually got away with everything... 

I have gone through a lot, almost more than a teenage kid should have to go through..

Many times I would find myself empty. Lonely and confused. 

Then I found God. And God brought me to my passion. I don't think a could've matured much faster than I have in the past year. I have found an out to everything. All the stress. All the tension.  But more than an escape, a life style. 

I am a fighter. Not just in life through ups and downs. But I beat the hell out of people in a cage for sport. God brought me to this. I lift everything I do up to him  I thank the people I have in my life. The true friends, the real people. 

I am a fighter. And my story will be here.