I am enough

I was born within a middle class family.
My father wasn't a good father, but wasn't a bad one neither... well... he just wasn't anything at all.
After my mother divorced him we had no house, no money.
Hardly I had any external reason to be happy. Luckily I was enough.
I dreamed big. I dream big. All the time.
With 22 years old, I raised 500k for my startup. Went broke after 2 years... with a lot of debts.
Whenever I locked to the external I felt like trash. Really, with trash I mean like wishing to die.
Luckily, I still had myself. I was enough and all I had to do to be happy was to focus on my inside.
Went broke again. Lost four loves of my life. I still can't give a great life to my mother. My father is dying.
Me? I'm happy as hell! Not moving, I'm actually running forward. Because when you are enough the only thing that really scares you, is the fear to stop moving.
So join me, by being enough to yourself and not letting the external facts freeze you, let's create together a better world.

Hope this little text finds a way to keeping moving, like I am.

Bye
-- AFS