The Climb

Tag: but not defeated.”

  • The Climb: Built From the Struggle

    “Built From the Struggle”

    There comes a point in every journey where you stop and look back — not to dwell, but to understand. To truly see the miles you’ve walked, the storms you’ve survived, and the mountains you’ve already climbed.

    That’s where I am now. Somewhere between who I was and who I’m still becoming — still pushing, still striving, still believing that everything I’ve been through wasn’t just pain. It was preparation.

    The Weight of the Climb

    People see the climb and they think it’s just about moving upward — as if success is simply a matter of taking one more step. But the truth is, the climb is heavier than that. It’s the sleepless nights. The doors that never open. The calls that never come. The moments you question if you’re even meant to keep going.

    It’s the weight of expectations, both spoken and silent. It’s the ache of grief, the burden of responsibility, and the sting of disappointment when life doesn’t unfold the way you hoped.

    Yet still — I climb.

    The Purpose Beneath the Pain

    Somewhere deep down, beneath the exhaustion and the uncertainty, there’s a purpose that refuses to die. A voice that keeps telling me this story isn’t over. That every struggle is shaping something bigger than I can see right now.

    I used to think The Climb was about reaching a destination — the job, the business, the dream. But now I understand it’s about something greater: becoming the person capable of carrying those dreams once they arrive.

    This climb is teaching me patience. It’s teaching me resilience. It’s teaching me how to build with bruised hands and love with a heavy heart. Most of all, it’s teaching me how to believe — not just in what’s possible, but in myself.

    Legacy Over Likes

    I’m not here for quick wins or shallow validation. I’m not chasing trends or trying to impress anyone. The Climb isn’t about popularity — it’s about legacy.

    I want to leave behind something that matters. I want someone to read these words years from now and feel less alone. I want my children to look back one day and understand that their father didn’t quit — not because life was easy, but because he believed they were worth the fight.

    And if all this struggle, all this pain, and all these small steps forward add up to something bigger than me… then every ounce of it will have been worth it.

    Where I’m Headed

    This blog isn’t just a journal anymore — it’s a movement. It’s a living record of a man refusing to break. It’s the story of someone who’s been knocked down, counted out, and overlooked — and still chooses to rise anyway.

    And I want you to rise with me.
    Whether you’re starting over, rebuilding, grieving, or chasing something that feels too far away — The Climb is for you too. Because we’re all climbing something.

    The Promise

    I don’t have all the answers. I don’t have it all figured out. But I know this: I will keep climbing. I will keep fighting. I will keep building.

    Not because I have to — but because I was born to.

    And if you’re reading this, maybe you were too.

    This is not the end. This is the evolution. Welcome to the next chapter of The Climb.

  • The Climb: In Limbo, But Still Moving Forward

    Yesterday was one of those days that tested me.
    It started with high hopes and a plan, but like life often does, things didn’t go as expected.

    The Missed Opportunity

    My morning began with the goal of applying at a temp agency.
    I was focused and ready — but somehow, I ended up walking right past the place.
    The address got mixed up, and by the time I realized it, the opportunity was gone.

    It wasn’t about laziness or not wanting it. It was simply confusion and frustration.
    Sometimes, even when you’re doing everything right, life throws you a curveball.

    The Interview at 2:00 PM

    Later in the day, I had an interview at a property management company.
    I went in hopeful, ready to prove myself.

    But here’s the thing — they needed someone with a car.
    I don’t have one because I rely on public transportation to save money and energy, especially right now when every dollar matters.
    That wasn’t clear to them going in, and it wasn’t clear to me that it would be a dealbreaker.
    So once again, another door closed.

    A Call Back From Memorial in Gardena

    In the middle of all this, my phone rang.
    It was Memorial in Gardena, offering me a per diem job starting on the 6th.

    I’m contemplating taking it, even though it’s not exactly what I wanted, because right now, I don’t have anything else solid on the table.
    Sometimes you have to take what’s in front of you, even if it’s temporary, just to keep moving forward.

    I still haven’t heard back from the director or assistant director about another position I’ve been hoping for, which leaves me stuck in limbo — waiting, praying, and trying to figure out the next right move.

    -Today’s Physical

    Today, I’m heading out to take my physical.
    It’s another step, another box checked off, and hopefully another door opening.

    Every single day right now feels like a fight — a fight against uncertainty, against fear, and against the urge to give up.
    But this is why The Climb exists: to document every moment, even the ones that don’t look like victories.

    Final Thoughts

    Yesterday was messy.
    But messy doesn’t mean meaningless.

    Each missed opportunity, each closed door, and each moment of doubt is still part of this journey.
    I believe these struggles are leading me somewhere greater — even if I can’t see it yet.

    For now, I’ll keep taking steps forward, one at a time.
    Because no matter how many setbacks come my way, The Climb continues.