I can’t seem to put it into words.

I’m currently reading a book that recounts the tale of a man who put all his effort into changing his life. Here I am, still dumbfounded at the successes of my new fictional friend. He made the conscious decision to do something about his life. Every time I tell myself that I need to make a change or improvement, I falter at the first encounter of difficulty. It is easy to say something, but doing something is the hardest part of the battle. I cannot let my self doubt overpower what I would like to over come. It is simply too easy to give up and from past experience has left me in the same self-destructive, unmotivated, and stagnant place. I’m ready to move on. It’s late and i’m rambling. This cannot be good. Today is a new day.