The life you love is within your grasp, all you have to do is reach out. All the struggle and toil and hard work and dedication will all pay off. All the fighting, all the training, all hard fought victories were not in vain. The sacrifices made to enact forms of self love has changed you so, I can clearly see that who you were before is gone. . . you are not the same. If you don't sacrifice for what you want, what you want becomes the sacrifice. At least, that's what you've heard so far. To sacrifice something of a lower nature for something of a higher nature. . . is no longer a creed but an art. You paint your vision then write it down before you get lost and drown in the stream of thoughts that run through your head so you don't go to bed feeling unfed; not in the sense of hunger but in the sense of fulfillment, so what if you don't procreate and leave children, as long as you leave a path that leads to fulfillment you'll become the hero even when now you're the villain.