Hard work might make me tired now, but at least it’s a good kind of tired, the kind that leads to success. If I don’t push myself today, I’ll wake up one day wondering why I wasted so much time. I don’t want to look back and wish I had worked harder, tried more, or believed in myself sooner. Sacrificing a few hours of sleep now is nothing compared to the peace I’ll feel knowing I gave my best. The truth is, the struggle now is temporary, but regret lasts forever. So I’ll keep pushing, keep grinding, and keep going because I refuse to let my future self down.