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... thing.
They paint it on statues, carve it into poems, talk about it like it’s the golden core of a man. Bullshit. Resolve isn’t gold, it isn’t noble, it isn’t anything glamorous.
Resolve is nothing but a stubborn, piss-soaked mutt that digs its teeth into your ankle and refuses to let go no matter how much you scream.
And in that moment—my heart sprinting, my breath shallow, my hands trembling against the cold iron of the shotgun—I realized resolve wasn’t lifting me up. I ...
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