Chris made the following comment:

Your an inspiration!

I had the opportunity to hook up with a 16 year old but I turned the opportunity down - damn my morals ;).

Could you write a blog post on how your success started snowballing?

I became “successful” because I got pissed off.

I put the word successful in quotes because I do not like to associate myself with that word. Telling yourself that you’re a success creates comfort, and when you become comfortable you decay as a person. When you become comfortable you lose that hunger. I want to keep that hunger. You may consider me a “success”, which is cool, but I consider myself a student who will never stop learning.

Want to become a better pick-up artist? Then get pissed off! Anger is key to improving yourself. Anger is a strong emotion that creates action, and action is what produces results. You have to HATE the current path you’re walking on. The current path you are walking on is one that has been walked on by billions of others.

I, like most people, was walking on a path destined to work for others doing something I hated. I got pissed off and decided to find a path for me. Finding the real me would result in a path designed for me.

The REAL you is the child you once were. You have to become a child in order to be the real you. A child does what they want when they want. That child gets lost when you “grow up”. Being grown up means being obedient and never going against the grain. I’d rather be a child than be a grown up.

I do not remember my early childhood. My parents are eager to tell me I was the worst kid they had ever known.

I was a “Hellraiser”. I didn’t listen, I wrote all over the walls, and I rode my Big Wheel down the stairs numerous times, one of those times I crashed and split my tongue down the middle. That was the real me. That is the person I had to get back to, cause the current person I was wouldn’t last much longer.

My 20’s consisted of depression and thoughts of suicide. Why? Cause I wasn’t being who I wanted to be. I DID ANYTHING FOR EVERYONE ELSE. I stopped what I was doing and provided assistance to others. I thought this would make me happy. When all I received for my efforts was, “Thanks!” I got depressed about the future.

I asked myself, “Should I stay my current self and die by suicide, or kill my current self and live the life I want to live?” I decided to kill my current self.

I looked back to my “Hellraiser” days by gathering all my old baby pictures.

As a “Hellraiser” my eyes were excited by whatever they saw, I was curious about everything, AND I DIDN’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANYONE EXCEPT MYSELF! At that moment something clicked inside me. That was the moment I decided to do the one thing I feared most, asking 50 Girls, “How about a fuck?”

Once I got over that fear I never looked back.