Grind untill you get it no matter what the haters say and never look back, keep striving cause its your life.
I hate this guy,” Ari muttered, keeping his head down
“There’s a club,” I told him. “The Haters of ter Borcht Club. Have you gotten your badge yet?
...the past gives you an identity and the future holds the promise of salvation, of fulfillment in whaterver form. Both are illusions.
Hate destroys the hater...
Most haters are stuck in a poisonous mental prison of jealousy and self-doubt that blinds them to their own potentiality.
jealousy poisonous potential self-doubt Experience
Don't be drinking the Haterade.