If i borrow a line and say attachment is suffering, you guys will think I am saying give up on pussy. I’m not saying that at all. In fact the opposite, get ready to get so much pussy you’re going to need to get tested. Often. No, the meme breaks down at the level of your desire for a specific outcome as opposed to present enjoyment of the moment without a grasping need to go and promise yourself or others that the moment will last forever. Finally, comforting security. Let it go. Breathe in the pleasure of the moment, and let it go.

Hey guys — the pause in content over the past week has a reason. Working flat out on the invisible infrastructure: legal entity, residency, healthcare. All of it means one thing practically — I'm going full digital nomad and leaving Spain. Georgia first, then wherever the work takes me. On the product side: the audit reaching MVP gave me enough data to start doing things in this space that haven't been done before. The site is becoming a full webapp with capabilities significantly beyond anything currently out there. More on that soon. Content is also shifting — deeper, longer, more intense material here in the community. Shorter entry-level versions on YouTube. Shorts and articles alongside. Higher quality than anything I've put out before. Been slower than I wanted — honestly this has been one of the more compressed and stressful periods of my life — but what's coming is worth it. About to head to Georgia. Fill in the event questionnaire if you're interested in an IRL workshop or working together directly. And on that note — if you've experienced me doing state work over message or a call, know that in person it's a different order of magnitude. I can read and shift a room. It's closer to a magic trick than a coaching session. See some of you out there! While I am in a slightly quieter moment please do post wins, messages with chicks and anything else! You guys are stacking wins and not sharing, so you aren't seeing currently how much you are all improving, but honestly it's awesome and is why I feel so happy to work on this project full time. Several of you are fully mastering the state needed to move past the drowning man, as well as absorbing the intellectual understanding too. A little public call out and celebration. The way forward to a better life and new, hopeful horizons are unfolding (s/o @James Helt ). While others are already graduating TDM with a blackbelt, s/o @Bojan Kitanovic . Truly inspiring growth and an awesome big brother already to new guys who were in similar circumstances not so long ago.

See what you can read in her subcommunications and comment below. Anything from feelings, gut reactions, impressions. What does her profile trigger in you. No wrong answers - let’s see what you all pick up on and puzzle out about her in a get in her head way. Drop your comments and I will review them. 🗳️ Let me know after I reviewed your comment, did you like this format — or was that too brutal?

I know I said I was ready to change. I know I said I wanted things to be different. But I do not know anymore. I'm tired of all the self-help/dating content, all the therapists, being on medication, getting no sleep, never eating enough, hating myself, wanting to break a mirror when I see myself in one, being seen as a failure by my relatives and friends, losing people, and being a bore. That's the worst part of it. I'm nothing but a big, sad bore. I can't decide if I want to live anymore. I'm flunking school, my classmates do not like me, and my professors are even worse. I can never focus, I can never relax, and I can never get anything done because of all these heavy emotions and regrets and anguish that I'm in. Yet for some reason, I crave success. I crave driving on the open road with people going to all kinds of cool places, making memories, and leaving everything behind. I crave falling in love, being successful, and being happy, but it all seems out of my reach. I constantly see all the people my age getting into relationships, graduating from school, and getting jobs. I know it's comparing, but there's nothing else that I can do. I'm also tired of all the phony advice I get, like "love yourself" or "focus on you," or any shitty sayings that don't do shit and that are empty. It's like bandages for a bullet wound for me. I know what I want to do and exactly how to do it, but I don't have the energy for it. But it seems like when I see someone having something I want, I go right back to having that same problem. I'm also tired of my parents pretending like it's nothing that they're participating in my trauma, and all of a sudden, they want to do family stuff. It's an insult and a waste of my time. I think what I hate the most is just how people act around me or think that they can treat me or talk to me like I'm a baby. It's like they see through me and they think, "I wish I were hanging out with another person instead," whether it be girls, guys, relatives, or strangers I sometimes dare to talk to. Every night, I cry my eyes out to sleep because of just how my life has turned out. I wish I were someone else. I wish I were charming, witty, funny, and laid-back. But I'm not. I'm a paranoid, enraged, envious, devastated, distraught, lonely, fat, anxious, addicted, and complicated mess. And I don't know how to get out of this hole I'm in. I'm seeing a therapist on Tuesday, but I don't know where to start. I've spilled my guts out in the past, but I've gotten nothing in return. I'm stitching myself back up over and over and over and over. I wish I could quit school, pack up, move out to the middle of nowhere, and get away from my life. I'm miserable, and I feel empty, cold, and dead inside. Nothing brings me joy anymore. I can't remember the last time that I felt happy. I'm running out of patience and energy to turn things around for myself, and the light at the end of the tunnel gets smaller and smaller and smaller. The urges do not stop, the anger does not stop, the nightmares and the dreams do not stop, the memories do not stop, and the flashbacks are still coming. The tears keep falling, and the voices get louder every day. I'm at the end of my rope. As the post says, I don't know what I want to do with my life. I don't know how to bring change in my life, and I don't know what to do until I see this therapist.

There’s this point you hit where everything starts to feel off. Work feels like a prison sentence. You’re waking up dead tired no matter what. You get home and just… collapse. Eat a ton of garbage. Scroll for hours. Do something you didn’t even really want to do just to feel better. Then feel worse. And the scary part? It starts to feel like: “Is this just my life now?”… It’s NOT Your Life- Its a phase you’re handling wrong. You’re not weak. You’re not lazy. You’re not lacking discipline. You’re: - tired - overstimulated - under-recovered - and stuck in a bad loop That’s it. Youre just stuck in the loop. The Loop is (Pay Attention to This)… It goes: Stress → Exhaustion → Quick relief → Crash → Guilt → Repeat So after work: - you’re drained - your brain wants relief - you grab the fastest thing (food, porn, YouTube) And yeah- it works. For like 20 minutes. Then you feel: - slower - emptier - more stuck So the next day is even harder. That’s the loop. You don’t beat it by fighting urges. You don’t need Orthodox Christian level discipline, or trying to “be better.” You beat it by not entering it. You Need a Reset Walk. Shower. Drink water. Move your body. Do anything that changes your state. Then eat something real. Then touch something real (guitar, whatever). And NOW, you decide what you want to do. Homework? Project? Side work? But not before. If you don’t reset, the loop decides for you. Every time. If you reset, you take your life back for that night, and all you need is one solid night for your life to change. Close the loop early, or it closes on you later.