As you may know, I wrote about my personal understanding of self improvement once I began finally reflecting upon and connecting to my own existence, in my early 30s. The main message of my books is the message I realized: be HONEST about your life, your mentality, your mistakes, your flaws, and your achievements and potential, and challenge what you assume, believe, and even what you “know”, because you may only be showing yourself what ‘seems’ comforting instead of dealing with reality (including that one 😉

So… I wrote the books, published one, sold virtually zero, and continued trying to improve my own humanity. I started a group to share these ideas and try and reach others. It hasn’t been very successful either, and I know it has a lot to do with a lack of work I’ve put into it. ‘But, that’s not the point of this post, so let’s not dwell on it at the moment…’

The point is that events are quickly happening in my life now, which are seriously putting my experiences in self growth to the test, where they never really were before. You can write books, and even have all the answers for how to become a better person. But until you are faced with a very difficult conflict, and you fight, and cry, and take the moral high-ground over and over and over again, you aren’t better.

That isn’t to say that I didn’t genuinely improve my self the first time in my early 30s, because I surely did. I dealt with the regret involved with recognizing that I am the one to blame for my life. And that, no matter how messed up everyone else is, I’m being just as weak and fearful by letting it get to and repress who else I really am. Doing this allowed me to challenge my comfort-zone. It allowed me to face the anxiety, the escapism (video games mainly), the laziness (hardest one), and the false pride head on. I have improved a lot. But, I never had an outside challenge like the one I have now.

About three months ago I met a woman that I accidentally impregnated. ‘Yeah that’s a handful already.’ She said she did not believe in ‘The Morning After Pill’, so she did not take one. Lo and behold, she got pregnant, and we found out a few weeks later.

02/2024 update: My daughter is 9 now! I have sole custody, due to… well… ‘mistakes’ from the co-parent. Things have been difficult to say the least. Aside from co-parent challenges though, I decided to let this blog, my books and HUG rest when I found out I was going to be a father in 2014. But, in short, I know I let them rest too long and too much- part of me regressed while part of me got stronger while sacrificing for another. I’m starting to try and rejuvenate them and that part of my self.

THANK YOU TO ANYONE WHO READS MY CONTENT, BUYS MY BOOKS OR SUPPORTS ME IN ANY WAY! FOR MORE REASON THAN ONE, NO ONE CAN DO ANYTHING WORTHWHILE IN THIS WORLD ALONE.