Hey there, voice. How are you?
I hope you’re enjoying the show.
I hope you haven’t taken your eyes off me.
I hope you can’t take your eyes off me.
What I do now is well beyond—
it’s well beyond where you thought.
You thought I’d stop long ago.
Funny though, even as you’re proven wrong,
you still hold onto hope that I’ll stop.
You really still think there’s a chance I will?
Well, think it all you want.
I’m only going to disappoint you.
I won’t be stopping until I’m done.
You better stay after I’m done too.
I want to hear what you have to say.
I want to see your expression.
Your cheers against me are my fuel—
the fuel when I’m all out. So, thank you.
You’ve been there from the start, haven’t you? Whispering doubt at every step, waiting for me to stumble. You’ve played the long game, persistent and patient, feeding me reasons to quit, to slow down, to think that enough is enough. But here’s the thing—you didn’t realize you were helping me. Every time you told me I couldn’t, I pushed harder. Every time you mocked my progress, I found another reason to keep going.
So stay close. Don’t leave now. You’ve seen me tired, you’ve seen me struggle, but you’ve never seen me defeated. That’s not something you’ll get to witness. I want you to be front and center when I cross this finish line. I want you to feel it—feel what it’s like to lose. Because you will lose.
You thought you knew me. You thought I’d give up, that I’d let you win. But I’ve learned to love the challenge. I’ve learned to thrive in the moments you thought would break me. The moments where I’m drained and still moving forward. That’s who I’ve become.
The truth is, I owe you. Without your doubts, without your taunts, I wouldn’t have discovered just how far I could go. I wouldn’t have built this resilience, this grit. So keep talking. Keep doubting. You’ll never silence yourself—you’re too stubborn for that. But neither will I.
I’m not here to silence you. I’m here to outlast you.
And when it’s over—when the dust settles and there’s no more fight left—you’ll know that your role wasn’t to stop me. It was to fuel me. And for that, I’ll thank you. But you’ll know that you lost, and I won.
