06-26-2017, 01:37 PM
I also had a terrible childhood that defined me literally up until I found AM6. For you, it was women that f*cked everything up. For me, it was growing up in a racist white town. I won't give you any "feel good" advice because I'd be lying if I said the experience didn't scar me for seemingly life, leaving psychological wounds that DMSI has yet to touch. In fact, I had something happen to me today (I'll post about it later) that brought it all to the surface. And I think the reason I'm such a prolific martial artist (literally training with an obsessive fervor of up to 15 hours a week) is to have that confidence of knowing that if 5 guys attack me, I'm going to Thai kick the souls of out of at least three of them before I'm taken down (or the rest run).
You gotta find a way to empower yourself. For me, it's martial arts. The knowledge of knowing I could wreck a white knight if he decided to protect his lying-ass little unicorn Snuffywiddlekins is more than enough to give me the confidence to escalate when necessary.
Sooner or later, you gotta find a way to get past it. Not really let it go, but get past it. Sometimes that means doing something you don't want to do -- like getting a damn hooker and realizing that p*ssy ain't shit. For me, it's the pain of grueling training. Like, it really pisses me off when women talk about how they want a muscular and fit man, but don't appreciate how hard they work to attain that body. My physique isn't anything special, you can just tell that I'm fit, and the amount of work I put it into is INSANE. Constant pain and soreness. But... it's cathartic. Reminds me that I'm still alive and that I'm control of my destiny.
When will you take control of yours?
You gotta find a way to empower yourself. For me, it's martial arts. The knowledge of knowing I could wreck a white knight if he decided to protect his lying-ass little unicorn Snuffywiddlekins is more than enough to give me the confidence to escalate when necessary.
Sooner or later, you gotta find a way to get past it. Not really let it go, but get past it. Sometimes that means doing something you don't want to do -- like getting a damn hooker and realizing that p*ssy ain't shit. For me, it's the pain of grueling training. Like, it really pisses me off when women talk about how they want a muscular and fit man, but don't appreciate how hard they work to attain that body. My physique isn't anything special, you can just tell that I'm fit, and the amount of work I put it into is INSANE. Constant pain and soreness. But... it's cathartic. Reminds me that I'm still alive and that I'm control of my destiny.
When will you take control of yours?
