Behind every great man. Is a great woman.

Behind every defeated man is a women that ruined his life.

We have God given roles as men and woman.

The more women are let down by men in the home, men in society and just lack of masculine men as a whole. The more trauma they experience head on. As there was no man there for them.

As men, we are meant to face trauma. In what ever way shape or form that it comes. Like a rite of passage. Martial arts. Or maybe even the first time you need to "stand up to that kid at school".

As I watch the world turn into a dystopian hellscape where everyone is racing to a red light while taking a selfie. I can't help but notice women become more dominant, masculine even. And men, well their lack of will to take on any task or bubble wrapped home delivered lifestyle. Has left them feminine.

Or pussies as I can you.

I am not easy to talk to. Be around. Or just deal with in general.
I have been through more trauma, combat and rights of passage than I care to think about.
God me made me this way for you.

A man that you respect enough to talk to. Yet intelligent enough and having been through enough shit to know when you need me to crack the whip on your lazy ass. Or just simply sit there and listen, to maybe the first time ever you've actually said something out loud.

I do this for many reasons. When the police used to invite me to talk to girls in high school and they told me about all the shit they had been through.
Before even finishing school.

I realized one. Why the fuck was Dan Fitts the man for the job in this school talking to young girls about heavy trauma?

And two , now ,
I've understood to address the problem where it starts.
With you. The man who is not exactly where or who he needs to be. By any stretch of the imagination.

Consider me your step Dad. Who rides a motorcycle.
And actually cares about your mother. And you,
for some reason.

It took me four years to able to explain the DFP in a simple sentence like that.
Image how long it will take to your shit together?

I had someone reach out today,
I imagine he went from wanting to do this,
then not, because I was mean. I don't know you'd have to ask him,
like trying to ask a girl what she wants for fucking dinner.

It's not that I am mean, maybe I am. It's what most of you need.
You probably would be to if you were me.
I couldn't give two fucks if I was mean. If I wasn't mean, I would be too nice. Or you would find some other reason to blame me, like you blame everything else for you lacking what is required to be the man you are meant to be.

And that being said, whether it is your daughter, your partner, or what ever woman in your life has to deal with you. I'd dare say she is becoming a little too masculine to even the scales out.
When she shouldn't need to be.

It is time for me to draw a line in the sand and simply say.
Are you tired of being a fucking pussy?


Good.