Work Behind the Jab
In which our hero explains child neglect and child abuse through a boxing metaphor. Little jabs wear a fighter down until he’s tired and demoralized. Boxing 101. Sonny Liston. Tommy
In which our hero explains child neglect and child abuse through a boxing metaphor. Little jabs wear a fighter down until he’s tired and demoralized. Boxing 101. Sonny Liston. Tommy
In which our hero does what he always does when he writes these things. I took forever to heal because I spent my life pretending I didn’t hurt. Don’t do
In which our hero explains how respect and self-respect battle mental illness. In order to boost self-esteem we need to feel self-respect and the respect of others we respect. Self-esteem
In which our hero says some shit he’s said before somewhere, but bears repeating. Anything that can go wrong will, at the worst possible moment. Failing to plan is planning
In which our hero overcomes the scariest demon in his mind. Big day, Saturday. Real big day. It’s public knowledge I’ve struggled with alcoholism all my life. I’ve been dry
In which our hero points out the divisiveness of our culture and how it breeds mental illness. I try to help other humans. I do all I can to help
In which our hero reminisces on Sho Kosugi and Chuck Norris movies, and explains better how to employ the beginner’s mind. Like, with instructions and shit. Okay, yeah, groovy, beginner’s
In which our hero remembers trying to be a Ninja Turtle and explains mindfulness in an exoteric manner. Back when I thought I was a ninja and was studying Asian
In which our hero encourages his sons, and you, dear reader, to face fear and pursue excellence. Here’s the truth about chasing your dreams. Chasing your dreams can be frightening
In which our hero explains how he fixed his shit. I went back on my meds. Doing that let me find out that I’ve been on the wrong fucking meds