It only took my heart getting absolutely crushed that I finally started understanding everything you guys have taught, and spoken about. The importance of putting yourself first, your goals, your ambitions, your fitness, your mental health, all of it, before your partner/girlfriend/wife.

I learned that if you don't, she'll build resentment for you. She'll resent you for not having drive, for not having purpose, for becoming a sloppy piece of shit from the once Roman chiseled statue you once were. She'll feed you lies to keep you in complacency while she plots your downfall, and the next guy that she's going to fuck because you're fucking lazy. Because you got complacent, because you got too fucking comfortable. Enough of that shit, get your shit together.

I finally understand. Had I kept my fitness up, my goals, my ambitions, MY TIME sacred, all of this bullshit heart break and sadness wouldn't have happened. You know what though? I'm fucking grateful, I'm grateful I got exposed, I'm grateful that my faults were laid out for everyone to see.

Because now, I know the focus, I know how to be better, I will be better. I know now the importance of putting myself first, because even if she does leave, I'm still on the path. I am no longer angry at her, or women I am angry with how complacent I had become.

I became the shell of a man, I was a boy who thought he was a man, but now I understand. Never again will I allow myself to become like that again.