There’s a feeling that arises in the pit of your stomach. Maybe the boss lady came into the office and is looking over your shoulder. You’re lectured about TSP reports. Maybe some teacher calls you into his office. Maybe you step into the gym, fearful that you don’t belong as you are fat, weak.
Whatever the situation, we all understand that feeling. It’s an unconscious feeling. Your stomach tightens and your body language closes off.
Most people submit. You have been taught to submit.
The fear sets in and you…obey.
You should listen to that fear. Then you should disobey it.
That feeling tells you it might be time to commit murder – to kill the old you.
Fear is telling you to hold on to whatever identify or life you’ve created. Fear wants you to hold on. Fear despises growth and change.
The weak sloppy you that you’re afraid of looking at in the mirror? I’ve been there. Fear told me to stay home. Won’t people laugh at a fat guy in the gym.
I disobeyed the fear.
I used to be fat – no, obese. Now people trying making fun of me for being “too alpha.”
The fear that would have kept me out of the gym would have kept the old me alive.
The old me is dead.
Disobey the fear. Kill the old you.
Why are you afraid of getting “caught” at work when you hate your job? Are you really going to starve? That’s fear talking. You may lose you job or your friends or everything.
You will start over stronger.
Why are you holding on so tight to a life that is not yours? Why do you fear losing the approval of people you do not respect?
Fear is telling you to conform to a diseased, debased society.
Modern culture is controlled by fear-mongers, the debased, and the easily offended.
You must tip-toe around at work or at dinner parties, lest you offend someone.
Double standards abound. Mainstream media outlets mock domestic violence against men and tell you to pay that alimony and child support – because male privilege.
Why do you care if people you don’t even like look at you funny? Why do you care if people hate you?
Fear is telling you to hold onto that you – the old you.
I haven’t felt anything remotely resembling fear in a long time.
Yet the feeling surfaces, as it’s deep within our unconscious.
As many know, I would often use Twitter as a way to counter-attack Gawker Media’s message. When you do that, nuance goes out the window, context is removed.
The Social Jusitce Warriors are coming at me. The mainstream media is coming after me.
People are saying mean things on the Internet.
Why do I care?
I do care. I love it!
Does this mean I will no longer be welcome in respected society?
I won’t be able to get a job at a large corporation with a huge HR department?
People who are vanilla and boring won’t like me?
People who submit to SJWs as masters will never talk to me again?
The attacks are a blessing. The attacks remind me of my life’s purpose and give me the opportunity to experiences a full-frontal attack by the media.
I welcome the hate. I love the attention. It makes me grow stronger.
The last bit of mainstream respectability I have is now dead.
At first there was unconscious irrational trepidation at the assaults. This made no sense to me. Why do I care?
Fear is unconscious. It tries taking control over you, to preserve your old life at all costs.
Talk yourself through the fear.
When the fear sets it, listen to it. Talk to it.
What is the fear telling you? The fear is telling you to hold on to a lifestyle you do not want to keep living.
The fear might be telling you it time to die – which means will finally get to live.
It’s time to live in a new home, a place of true freedom.