Focus Lost.
I knew the importance of not losing focus before I moved to Atlanta.
I even thought that I had the ability to pin point the people that I would have loved to come with me however "I felt " that they didn’t have the amount of focus needed to stay on course in a city where men are out numbered 12:1 (the amount of women in this city is unreal, and they come in all shapes and sizes ).
I must admit that I did lose focus.
I didn’t lose focus to the things that I felt other people would lose focus to (women ) however I lost focus on maintaining a happy life.
The majority of my problems stem from a lack of a solid partnership (different story) however I knew before moving out here that challenges were something that I would run into AND embrace with open arms in order to achieve some of the goals that I’ve set for my family and I.
I hate to lose, especially when I beat myself however there are valuable lessons to be learned from a loss.
One of the main reasons why I’m not beating myself up anymore is because I’ve already learned some of the lessons from my most current failure .