In my world, when a person I respect, who respects me, tells me the best path forward for our team is to grit my teeth and plow through, I listen. I don’t wait for a flying horse, powered by rainbows and lollipops, to lift me up over the battlefield.
There are no magical fucking unicorns.
There are people with choices and there are people with none. It’s my responsibility to make choices and be considerate of those who cannot.
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