You owe it to others not to give up.
Not in the motivational‑poster sense.
In the real sense.
I look at my wife, everything she went through for us to get pregnant.
The appointments.
The stress.
The waiting.
The hope.
The fear.
All of it.
I can’t fail her.
I can’t fail her parents either.
They expect nothing, but they deserve everything.
And then there’s my mum and dad.
The way they backed me.
The way they trusted me.
The way they let me build my own path without pressure, without doubt.
With that kind of support, giving up isn’t an option.
It would feel like throwing away everything they poured into me.
So I keep going.
Even on the slow days.
Even on the days when it feels like nothing is moving.
Because it’s not just about me anymore.
It hasn’t been for a long time.
+ the baby is soon coming 🙂