Did you ever have a day where for the first time, you realized how little respect people have for you? Did you realize they hold you in so much contempt that an animal, say a cat, has more value than you do to them?

The next morning sometime after 4 am did you find yourself on the toilet with your sweat around your ankles, your stomach aching like hell, shitting up a storm and cold sweating?

Did you think that maybe you were dying?

Was there a mirror there where you could see yourself and start to wonder if this was really the end, a life where you accomplised nothing and realized not a single dream and that life was going to end with you dying a humiliating death, a death literally as shitty as your life has been?

 You don't die. You live. Bad medicine. Just a little scare. A scare that lasted over an hour.

 Tell me, did you sigh relief and go back to your shitty life? Or did you finally wake the fuck up and level up your life?