Things Come to Pass

I am about to turn thirty this summer and I feel more like an idiot kid than I ever have before. I feel like I'm losing everything I tried so hard to hold on to. It's numbing to see it all slipping away. I can't help but wince a little when I'm reminded of all the stupid things I've done to get myself here.
I basically did everything that I've known not to do since I was sixteen. I ran up credit cards, I bought things I didn't need on credit, I financed a car when I had one that was paid off, the list goes on. Now the house is being foreclosed, I get so many calls from creditors that they've abandoned actual phone calls in favor of the more efficient and lazy art of texting. "Hey this is Visa, you got any money for us?"
I might not have a job at the end of next week. There's that numb feeling again. It's hard to see the bright side in all of this, but I'm trying. My dad is a good source of those silver-lining type thoughts; you're building character (that's his go-to for almost any situation), at least you have your health (no joke), trust God (easier said than done with me). If nothing else, the idea that the future is so wide open would be kind of invigorating. If it weren't for all that paralyzing fear.

BFL
Oh yeah, so I didn't really finish with a bang. I didn't even get my final pictures taken. But I'm not giving up. I plan on starting another round at the end of this month. Prepare yourself for another round of "Before" pictures.
I did however accomplish one of my goals: Bench Pressing 100lb dumbbells. I did (once) last Saturday with Tim. I'm pretty stoked about that, and glad to see that although my progress has slowed, I am still progressing.