| just don't want anyone I love or truly care about to see me when I train. All the anger, animosity, indifference. It's all a part of the journey; however, and I think one day, because of my capacity to persevere I'll write a great story that will furthermore help many people, because ultimately that's what I truly care about. Okay is subjective, and my ability to suffer in pursuit of what I perceive to be a greater good is enough for me to sit in the fire, amidst the chaos, and go, "I'm okay."