55: Try This Again Shall We?
It is time do something different. Failure is feedback, not prophesy. This is my rock now. I’ll go push it alone.
Read More 55: Try This Again Shall We?Love Letters to a Healing Heart
"Be not the slave of your own past – plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience, that shall explain and overlook the old." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
It is time do something different. Failure is feedback, not prophesy. This is my rock now. I’ll go push it alone.
Read More 55: Try This Again Shall We?Here are a few of the lessons learned since that dark, unhappy, and personally blackest of Black Fridays two years ago.
Read More Lessons from a Black Friday: Year TwoHere are a few of the lessons learned since that dark, unhappy, and personally blackest of Black Fridays two years ago.
Read More 54: Lessons from a Black FridayWho are your friends?
Read More 09: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – FriendsI have throughout my life, on more than one occasion slept with a woman and left wondering why I did it.
Read More 53: I Slept with HerLisa Arends asks “After being cheated on, it’s natural to question if the entire relationship was a lie. Is it possible for people to cheat on someone they love?”
Of course you can.
Read More Thoughts on Lisa Arends Video: Can People Cheat on Someone They Love?I hate admitting anxiety is an issue. “Anxiety is for women. Real men don’t get anxious,” my Pride tells me.
Read More 52: My Anxious BladderDays go by, and still I think of you…
Read More 51: Things I Carry – Days Go ByI feel compelled to embrace my pain and loneliness. Today I am compelled to make friends with those very parts of me I have been compelled for so long to hide from.
Read More 08: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – What Compels You?It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who […]
Read More 07: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – Haters
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