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If I never started.
Never picked up my cross and carried it.
No one would be there for these men to explain all they need is already within them.

Thousands of families would be torn apart.
Dozens of men committed suicide.
Hundreds of jobs lost.

Stopped. Because I decided to be the man I am meant to be.

When you decide you are ready.
Be sure to let me know.

NO ONE CARES. THAT IS THE GOOD NEWS.

Preacher links.
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60 Day Challenge.
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Say no.

Or at least plan ahead.

Fear is the biggest dream killer.

Not time. Nor money or energy.
Not resources, not circumstances or genetics.

Fear.
My early years were so rough. I didn't fear death, man, pain.
There weren't things I feared like everyone else.

What I thought had broken me, made me different. Was the very thing that made me stand out. Not always in a good way.

The last time I will probably live in Australia, I did very well. As I usually do. Because I don't fear things. My gym business, social status and life was where most peoples is in one year vs their ten.

I even started ticking boxes I hadn't accomplished yet. Such as working on reforming prisoners, coaching kids that if they didn't have some guidance. Would no doubt eventually end there.

Someone who "discovered me" and my unusual back story. Who I still respect. That is well and truly part of the broken machine.
She took me out for lunch for a job well done. As when you are not focused on fear or judgement. You generally do a good job.

She said to me as we ate.
"Do you not see how people look at you?"
I said
"No. I don't pay attention to what other people are doing."

She said women look like they are in love, and men look like your very presence just upsets them and they almost want to fight you for some reason.
I looked over at the table near us, and their was a couple giving me a look I would probably describe that way.

She said you probably have "a super ego".
I said "not really".

Truth be told, up until my thirties, my self esteem, my self worth was incredibly low. It probably still is vs where it should be.
But that is not the point of this post.

Last year I was shackled by fear. Both hands. On one hand I was afraid to lose someone I thought I loved more than anyone before.
And the other, I had to take responsibility for something I didn't even believe was my fault, let alone my responsibility.

The way you do one thing, is the way you do everything.
As we say in the DFP. For possibly the first time in my life I felt mortal. I lived like every other man. Afraid to take a step forward.
Yet afraid to stay where I was.

Afraid of judgement, by quite literally a judge.
And afraid of someone made of flesh and blood,
the person I loved the most.

Like you, living day to day, just doing time.
Knowing that any moment something will and most definitely will go wrong. Doing what is easy vs doing what is right.
You don't need to overcome fear to do what is easy.

You can imagine what is easy for someone that has no fear of just about anything.
It was worse then anything you could imagine.
Believe me.

Why am I telling you this?
Two reasons.

Fear leads to hate and anger, hate and anger will destroy everything that you love. Regardless of how tough or strong you think you are.

The second. I needed to say this to make this next few words have more power and conviction so you don't just cruise past them as you mindlessly scroll through social media.

What I was afraid of was in my own mind. Granted like most things I do in life compared to most people, the stakes of failure were much higher. But so where the wins. Had I focused on them.

What you focus on. You bring into reality. My body, my life, my mind. The good and the bad are manifestations of my own thought. Yes, you need to back it up with relentless action.

But if your minds eye, you, your soul, is shackled by fear. Of all the would-ofs, could-ofs, should-ofs and the infinite things that could go wrong. You start living from desperation and not inspiration.

And when you start living like that. You would be surprised how quickly you start doing the devils work. When I say every level there is another devil. That is what I am talking about.

And when I step out of the insane challenges I experience from living life at full tilt. And we look at yours.

Having much needed conversation with your wife to save your marriage.

Spending 49.99 a week on a course and studying at night so you can live the life you want outside of your job you can't stand.

Accepting the truth your kids probably hate you because you are a bit of a dick, just like your Dad was, but you can change that.

Asking out that pretty girl at the cafe you have been dreaming about for weeks, before she starts dating the local gigachad because you were too much of a pussy.

When I lay those out. What exactly are you afraid of?

Destroying everything you love or could probably experience in life?

Or just taking action everyday.

We learn more from failure then we do from winning.
But most men have racked up the many L's.
All they know is operating from desperation.

Writing this came from a place of inspiration.

Because I refuse to be shackled by my own fear and my own choices ever again.

What do you choose?

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.

Making something from nothing.

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"My son used to write I had my Dad in the sheets.
Now we are best friends"

"I knew I wanted to die. And I tried to. When I woke up.
The emergency services were cutting me out of my intentionally wrecked car."

"I almost lost custody of my girls, I was so depressed, they told me the only option left was electroshock therapy."

These are just some of the things I have been told from guys who successfully walked the Daily Freedom Path. For obvious reasons I don't want to put names and faces to those examples.

More to point, what drives me crazy,
what is harder for me to listen to then the
circumstances of the men that reach out to me.
Is this.

"How long will this take me?"

I took the cost excuse off the table.

Let me answer a question with a question.

Your son is writing he hates you on his sheets with pen.

You think about crashing your car to die,
or you may have already unsuccessfully done it.

Your mental health "professional" tells you the only way to fix you is "electroshock" therapy.

Regardless of how much the Daily Freedom Path costs you,
or any path for that matter. How much you put down to avoid one or any of those situations. Maybe even your own?
Right now.

I've dropped 10k on two separate occasions,
and I had never had to work so hard in my life to achieve the very reason I did that in the first place.

I never said I wanted to work less,
I just said I wanted my life to be better.

How long will this take you?

That depends, will bring your close enough is good enough attitude in the program?

Will you do just enough for me to think you are worth coaching and just doing shy of me giving up on you like everyone else has?

Will you start because you can't live like this anymore?
Then stop once you get back to a comfortable hell?
Or will you do what is required to get to an unfamiliar heaven?

How long has it been you have let your life and yourself drift off course until you found yourself where you are?

5 years?
10?
Divide that by 10 that is roughly how long it will take you.

We do things out of inspiration or desperation.
I saw who I am now ten plus years ago. I never thought I would get as far as I did or even become who I did.

But I saw something like this in my mind. And just went to work.

Did you dream of becoming you?
Do you look forward to that future?

Every level there is another devil.
And every evolution, revolution how ever you want to put it.
Each stage of growth as a man you go through.
That you are meant to go through.
Will require a new version of you.
And that version of you needs to not just be maintained,
that man needs consistent and constant work to retain who he is, where he is going and what he wants.

I know that is not the sexy answer you want to hear.
But it is the truth.

Like if I told you "your best" right now, it's probably just you metaphorically pushing shit up hill.
Which is why the process and the results. Are well.
Shit.

It's my job to drag you over the goal line.
I am the professional when it comes to organizing the meeting between you and the man you are meant to be.

You asking pointless questions that you already know the answers to.
Or just say to buy time.

Let's say you see something in a store and you MUST have it.
Then you see the price,
but the person in the store has already come over to you.
So you stand there and pretend to think.
When you are really just embarrassed that the price made you change your mind pretty quickly.

The lives and the mindsets the DFP has been able to provide for people. Are that item in the store.
And when you see it. You know you want it.
You must have it.

Ephesians 6:12

12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.