08-31-2017, 08:23 AM
Today's my birthday. I survived another year. It was this day a few years ago that I attempted -- and failed at ending my own life through a (now hilariously) complicated set of events hoping obscure the truth from my family and friends. I wanted them to think that I had simply disappeared. At the time, I was addicted to Vyvanse / Adderall (the standard dosage for mild ADHD is 12mg -- I was taking 120mg), obese and addicted to porn / fapping. To illustrate how bad it was, I remember one night fapping for over 3 hours and not being able to hold an erection or finish because my neurotransmitters were utterly destroyed from the drug and porn abuse.
Cue the title card. Lower third caption --- "Three Years Later" ...
Last week, I signed a preliminary investment deal with a local businessman for upwards of $250,000 over the course of 5 years. Can't go into too much detail now due to the NDA, but when the time is right, I plan on revealing the information of my new endeavour to the Maestro somehow so he can confirm that I'm not making this up. This may be that turning point that I've wanted my entire life -- the one that propels me toward my lifelong dream of leaving the corporate world forever and becoming a full-time creative.
I also broke my first martial arts milestone -- I'm down to a cool 190 lbs and did eight rounds of full-contact intense sparring at 5 minutes per round with a minute rest in-between and did EXTREMELY well. This is near pro-level fitness. If any of you remember my old MHS journal, there was a time where I couldn't walk properly because my knees were so f*cked up from carrying all that fat.
The sex I'm having right now is absolutely ridiculous. I'm pulling off maneuvers that I've never even seen before, and thanks to my new level of fitness, I'm able to go as hard as long as I want -- literally f*cking for hours at times. If course, you'll have the naysayers claiming I'm making it up, but:
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That night, after we finished our f*ck session, she was talking about how her entire body felt so wrecked and p*ssy so sore that she was thinking about taking a day off work.
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The final line of this one refers to when -- in the middle of having sex -- she decided to start sh*t testing, so I literally used some BJJ to flip her over, grabbed a belt and spank her XD.
Crazy stuff.
The funny thing is, when I think back to that time period of my life, all I can remember is how alone I felt. No friends, no help. How I craved any kind of human emotion -- even someone hating on me. But I was invisible. No one even bothered to hate on me. It was only once I ran AM6 and began rising up, staring society defiantly in the eye and refusing to accept other people's definitions and thoughts of who I should be and bending my reality to my will that suddenly I started encountering a bunch people trying to break me back down to what I was.
Never gonna happen. The first day I ran AM6, I remember how vivid the world seemed to appear -- everything was in COLOR. After years of depression and self-loathing, I finally began to see my own potential what I could do in this world and they want me to go back to that self-imposed personal hell? For what?
I'm going to defend what I'm building with everything I have -- I'm really not to one. Song of the day: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBHJH0dsEN4
Contrary to your beliefs, I'm as real as you can be /
F*ck yo thoughts and yo feelings, ***** you don't know me.
All I know is that the trajectory of my life has been irreversibly altered toward success, and I have Shannon to thank for it.
Honestly, Maestro -- this world doesn't deserve what you're doing. You could take your knowledge and become a billionaire through nefarious means, but you've chosen to instead use it to help us -- which I'm sure sometimes feels completely thankless. Well, not today: Shannon, you saved my life. From the bottom of my heart -- thank you.
Cue the title card. Lower third caption --- "Three Years Later" ...
Last week, I signed a preliminary investment deal with a local businessman for upwards of $250,000 over the course of 5 years. Can't go into too much detail now due to the NDA, but when the time is right, I plan on revealing the information of my new endeavour to the Maestro somehow so he can confirm that I'm not making this up. This may be that turning point that I've wanted my entire life -- the one that propels me toward my lifelong dream of leaving the corporate world forever and becoming a full-time creative.
I also broke my first martial arts milestone -- I'm down to a cool 190 lbs and did eight rounds of full-contact intense sparring at 5 minutes per round with a minute rest in-between and did EXTREMELY well. This is near pro-level fitness. If any of you remember my old MHS journal, there was a time where I couldn't walk properly because my knees were so f*cked up from carrying all that fat.
The sex I'm having right now is absolutely ridiculous. I'm pulling off maneuvers that I've never even seen before, and thanks to my new level of fitness, I'm able to go as hard as long as I want -- literally f*cking for hours at times. If course, you'll have the naysayers claiming I'm making it up, but:
That night, after we finished our f*ck session, she was talking about how her entire body felt so wrecked and p*ssy so sore that she was thinking about taking a day off work.
The final line of this one refers to when -- in the middle of having sex -- she decided to start sh*t testing, so I literally used some BJJ to flip her over, grabbed a belt and spank her XD.
Crazy stuff.
The funny thing is, when I think back to that time period of my life, all I can remember is how alone I felt. No friends, no help. How I craved any kind of human emotion -- even someone hating on me. But I was invisible. No one even bothered to hate on me. It was only once I ran AM6 and began rising up, staring society defiantly in the eye and refusing to accept other people's definitions and thoughts of who I should be and bending my reality to my will that suddenly I started encountering a bunch people trying to break me back down to what I was.
Never gonna happen. The first day I ran AM6, I remember how vivid the world seemed to appear -- everything was in COLOR. After years of depression and self-loathing, I finally began to see my own potential what I could do in this world and they want me to go back to that self-imposed personal hell? For what?
I'm going to defend what I'm building with everything I have -- I'm really not to one. Song of the day: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBHJH0dsEN4
Contrary to your beliefs, I'm as real as you can be /
F*ck yo thoughts and yo feelings, ***** you don't know me.
All I know is that the trajectory of my life has been irreversibly altered toward success, and I have Shannon to thank for it.
Honestly, Maestro -- this world doesn't deserve what you're doing. You could take your knowledge and become a billionaire through nefarious means, but you've chosen to instead use it to help us -- which I'm sure sometimes feels completely thankless. Well, not today: Shannon, you saved my life. From the bottom of my heart -- thank you.