First thing you understand in business: people will owe you money, and you will owe people money. It’s how investments and businesses work. Emotional attachment to it means he’s a terrible owner and I feel bad for his employees/clientele.
Although I love going back to my hometown to visit friends and family, there is nothing I love more than living alone and coming home all to myself and my two cats
I’m not afraid to have those tough discussions. They’re gonna be shitty in the moment, but they’re always worth it after. Regardless if it’s relationships, business, friendships, or even to myself
I moved away from my hometown to get away from the toxicity, damn wrong if I ever let that lifestyle or those past people, bleed back into my current life
It’s been 6 years since we lost Abe. Time’s a thief and never gives warnings. He taught me to show up, say “I love you,” and check in, even when it’s awkward or late. I still talk to him. Hope he’s proud of who I’ve become and that he forgives me for all the dumb shit I still do.