“Nothing seems to go my way. I can’t get that raise. My girlfriend and I argue all the time. My friends don’t respect me. My family doesn’t respect me. Complain, complain, complain and all I get is more pain.”
There’s got to be a better way! Right, idiots?
There is a better way.
The way of the leader, the boss, the rock, the decider, the way of the goddamn determined man.
That man is me and it’s not you.
Why is it me and not you?
Because I accept responsibility for being the man.
Read these words…..
I’m not a man, I’m the man.
If you have a dick and balls you’re a man so forgot the talk of “real men do this, real men do that” nonsense. Only women and grown-up children gossip about the affairs of “real men”.
Check to make sure you have a dick and balls. If you do you’re a man and I’m talking to you.
Though this article might make you shrivel up a little bit. If it does, it means you’re a man but not the man and you aren’t really much of anything if you aren’t the man.
I know it hurts and you can curse me all you wish, but a curse from a man is as hurtful as a curse from a child.
I’m the boss of everything and what I want seems to magically appear to me.
If you want to be the boss you’ve got to take responsibility for decisions.
You might even have to take responsibility for other people.
It’s not what a man would do, but it’s what the man would do.