i think i finally learned how to pray and have faith correctly.
it was always:

“God, I need this to happen.”
“God, I hope he wants to be with me.”
“God, Ima need that lottery win STAT.”

it came from a place of lack.
2025 was the year of the pivot for me.
so many things happened that i didn’t see coming.
and because of that,
i had to rearrange my life to suit the sudden changes.

as you know,
or maybe didn’t,
i didn’t think i’d be losing my home.

so for the last day of 2025,
i spent it with myself.
i chose myself because i’d have to learn to chose myself.
i made another decision that i’m not going to ask or beg God for what i need anymore…

i’m going to allow God to do whatever is best for my life and i’m gonna follow that.

…because i don’t know what is in store for my 2026.
shouting to the rooftops its gonna be a good year could lead to disappointment.
i would love the best but if it turns out to be the worst,
i ask God to help me find the beauty and opportunities within it.

no weapon formed against me shall prosper.
every tongue that rises against me shall fall.

i hope everyone in the Foxhole has a better 2026.
i hope you get the year you deserve from the energy you put out there.
i hope that if bullshit does land on your doorstep,
you will be directed to solutions and paths to course correct.
atp,
that is all you can do.

stay safe,
healthy,
loving,
present,
grounded,
and completely fuckin’ bad ass for 2026.