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Built for More

If I am friends with you, understand something upfront I’m not the friend who’s going to let you slide into mediocrity and call it support. I’m not built to just smile, nod, and let you shrink yourself to fit into rooms you have already outgrown. If I’m your friend, I’m leaning in to your potential, your dreams, and the version of you that maybe you don’t even believe in yet.

God didn’t align our paths so I could be a background extra in your story. He put me here to remind you, every time you forget, who the hell you are. To make sure you don’t drown in good enough when you were designed for extraordinary. I’m not about to let you collect participation trophies when I know you are capable of championships.

And let me say this louder for the people in the back, pushing someone to improve is not an attack it’s an act of love. If I check you, if I challenge you, if I look you dead in the eye and say You are better than this. That’s not me tearing you down. That’s me betting on you so hard I refuse to let you settle. That’s me investing my energy into your greatness because I see it even on the days you don’t.

But this isn’t a one way street where I just push and you just perform. I expect that same energy back. If you see me starting to doubt, if you see me playing small, you don’t just have my permission you have a duty to call me on my own BS. Hold me to the same fire. Because we don’t do passive friendship. We do growth. Together.

And when you fall, and you will, I’m not here to say  I told you so. I’m here to help you up, dust you off, and to help you figure out how to walk differently next time. My push doesn’t stop when you stumble. That’s when it turns into a lift. That’s when it matters most.

Because I love my people. You want to know what that love looks like? That love doesn’t coddle. That love will piss you off sometimes. That love doesn’t sit quietly while you waste your talent. That love is that nudge, that push, that full on shove when you are stuck in the lie of this is good enough.

Because silence isn’t love. Fake claps aren’t love. Tolerating your mediocrity isn’t love. That’s apathy and apathy has never saved anyone.

So if I’m in your corner, expect this from me:
Expect me to pull you higher.
Expect me to challenge your excuses.
Expect me to remind you of your worth, especially when you forget.
Expect me to believe in your dreams, even on the days you don't.

So yeah, I’m going to challenge you. But I’m also your sanctuary. You can bring me your exhaustion, your fear, your raw and unedited self, and know it’s safe here. This pressure I apply is not meant to crush you, it’s meant to forge you. And in the same breath I use to call you higher, I’ll also be the one saying,  I see you. I got you. Now let’s go.

ღ Chi

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