Maybe it’s a byproduct of getting older, but I’ve come to believe that true strength comes from accepting a greater love/purpose that’s gained through brutal honesty with oneself. The honesty allows one to organically come to the acceptance, so in the end, it’s a cycle of honesty and acceptance. The willpower and brute strength stuff…meh, I guess it’s impressive in the short term, but time and age eventually makes weaklings of us all.
It’s all good though; we’re taken care of regardless. 😊