Bitterness and Anger are a Disease

Last weekend, I had a good friend come to visit me, let’s call him Tony (I’ll probably slip up and say his real name somewhere below, I’ll try not to). Tony has a pretty hard life – it is hard for him to find employment in his field (he is a teacher), he lived in a depressing “rust belt” city for a long time, he is overweight, he comes from an incredibly conservative, sometimes violent family, the works. Tony is a pretty depressing guy.

In fact, a friend of mine suggested that Tony might be suffering from clinical depression – no matter what happened, he always managed to put a negative spin on anything that happened around him. For example – on that particular Saturday I pulled 2 girls to our friends table at the bar we were hanging out at, went to the bathroom, came back and they were gone. He told me “Sorry Man. They said they went to the bathroom, but they probably just ditched us after they got one look at my sorry ass. My fault man”. They were back minutes later. Turns out, they HAD gone to the bathroom. Problem solved.

Whenever Tony is around, I always find myself to be the opposite of him – energetic, in high spirits, optimistic. My goal is to show him a good time for the few days that he’s around me, that life is worth living. We had a bit of a breakthrough when he saw a painting on loan at the Whitney Museum that he wanted to see for years. He was ecstatic. He found his muse, he couldn’t stop talking about it for hours.

nighthawks

On loan to the Whitney Museum till September

And then, just like that, this feeling seemed to disappear. When he was away from his muse, he slowly reverted to his old attitude. But at least we had a breakthrough.

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The story does not end here. Rather, it fragments. Flash back to this Tuesday – I had finished everything I had to do that day, I worked out, I ate, so I decided to go on a walk by the East River to really have a moment alone with my thoughts. I did not like what I heard. I was becoming like Tony.

Every thought I had inside this solidarity was spinning into a negative one. It’s too hot, it’s too loud, there’s nothing to do, there’s nothing to do if you’re trying to abstain from alcohol, these girls are gross, the ratio is horrible, these girls sound annoying, am I really on the only block in NYC without a Duane Reade, my wrist hurts (probably my only legit gripe that night, since I hurt myself deadlifting that evening), whine whine whine, bitch bitch bitch.

And I couldn’t stop these thoughts, it was as if I was primed to spit them out. It didn’t matter that my business partner and I are working on a side project that is weeks away from launch, it didn’t matter that I met some really cool girls over the weekend, it didn’t even matter that a giant group of my friends came out to celebrate my birthday and showed me a tremendous amount of love, none if it mattered, I just could not shake that feeling.

So I did what I always do – try to distract myself with some media.

And then it hit me – the media are enablers. Especially the manosphere.

Here are some of the articles available:

  • Look at this “blue pill” fag destroying his life. Lets laugh at him
  • Lol, feminism
  • Lol, women and men are different amirite?
  • I’m a winnerrrrr, you’re a lozerrrr, hahaha
  • Fat People are fat!
  • I fucked a HB90 because I’m a winner with game! Swag, swag, woop!

Considering I also like to read “non mainstream” political coverage because the mainstream media is hot garbage, you can also add:

  • Jews are ruining the world
  • Muslims are ruining the world
  • Black people are ruining the world
  • Every government official is listening in on everything you are doing.

To sum up all the media I consume – “Life sucks, deal with it or kill yourself”.

While I cherish the information that I get from these sites, the cycle has to stop now.

Yoda“Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering”. Even though this Yoda quote is taken from the Star Wars movie that I, as a hardcore Star Wars geek, am required to hate – he was right.

These negative feelings consume you. They are as strong as a drug. And they need to be combated.

So what do you do – make a list of things that make you happy as fuck, it can be anything. Here is a sample of mine:

  • poo this gif
  • The musical stylings of Lil B. A variety of different music in general available at my disposal.
  • Pro wrestling. Yes, I love pro wrestling. I love the drama, I love the swerves, etc.
  • The Joe Rogan Experience podcast (seriously, best podcast ever).

That’s a small sample but I make sure I have access to at least one of these things at all times. Notice I didn’t mention any kind of drugs and alcohol – because these are only temporary solutions that don’t address the core of your negative feeling (although they do mask them, in many cases REALLY well).

So smile, get out there and enjoy the world. It’s not so bad out there.

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12 Responses to Bitterness and Anger are a Disease

  1. Nick says:

    Seriously just when I was thinking you’re the only thing in the manosphere I’ll even read anymore, you drop Rogan’s name and it all makes sense.
    Keep it up dude.
    POWERFUL Kid Strangelove

    • Hey man! Yeah, I’ve been a Rogan fan for a bit, him and his cohorts seem to share a lot of my values – not leaning to one side or another politically, loving and respecting everyone, chilling the fuck out, loving your hobbies, learning.

      Also, whenever I’m feeling down, and I mean REALLY REALLY down, I listen to this – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdNSkzT6UHE – especially Duncan Trussell’s part.

      • Nick says:

        Duncan is the best haha. That video along with a couple others really accelerated my progress on myself. They point towards a great mindset.



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  3. Keanu says:

    This is a throwback, and the manosphere was in a way founded by Tucker Max, but I just read this gem in one of his stories, and it relates spot on what you are saying:

    “I was so upset that I had lost that black girl’s number, I didn’t leave my apartment for days.

    And then I got drunk and moved on.”

  4. earl says:

    “Drinking a cup of tea, I stop the war.”

  5. AnonymousBosch says:

    “So smile, get out there and enjoy the world. It’s not so bad out there.”

    Exactly.

    I came to the manosphere expecting political thought, and am rapidly losing interest because it largely still seems to be about *reacting* to things women do and say, including the comment threads being full of women who just *have* to filter any topic at hand to their own personal experience.

    It recently seems to be devolving into false idols, personal grudges, faction shifts and shitfighting, (Mark Minter, Matt Forney, banning TaterEarl), to the extent I feel like I’m trapped in an office full of women.

    You *earn* Alpha status by *doing*, not reading. A workout will lift your mood more than reading another “Fat Girls Are Deluded” post.

  6. oreounchained says:

    Since you’re up on Joe Rogan’s podcast you should see if that bulletproof coffee might put some pep in your step..it’s addictive as fuck!

  7. Aurini says:

    Add the image “Seinfeld bees” to your favourites; I love that one.

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