I’m a fortunate son.
Self-reflection is often something we neglect – or perhaps I simply avoid. I’d like to give a shoutout to DCLlive for his post, “Don’t Lose Your Identity”, that got me reflecting honestly about where I am at in my own life after discovering the manosphere and principles of TRP. If I am brutally honest, I feel like a pampered failure who has squandered his inheritance in a pig’s snout.
My pride hurts. While other people I know might believe I’ve got it together, I know deep-down that I don’t.
Change is often something that must come directly from within. Family, friends, and worldview can help prod me along, but ultimately I must have the drive and ambition to lead the charge within myself. Unfortunately, I really don’t.
I discovered the manosphere a bit over 6 months ago and it’s most certainly had an effect on my life. I’ve gotten laid more, become much better at talking to girls, and have gotten them coming to me – woman want me and that’s not an egocentric statement.
I’ve gained a better understanding of attaining the kind of relationship I want, started to understand what becoming a man requires, the importance of developing and improving myself, and making use of my time – thanks to being introduced to “Minimalism” through Captain Capitalism and one of his books, “Enjoy The Decline.” Things are looking up. They also are bugging me though.
The more and more I think about it, I realize I’ve wasted alot of the time of my early 20s. I managed to get out on my own for a year and rent an apartment with my friends. Even though it was a mistake, I learned a lot. I then took a few years off school, but didn’t do much besides work.
I’m one of those lucky individuals who has free tuition because my father works at the school. (I have no debt.) That being said, I still have squandered the time, barely made an attempt to get anything more than passing grades, and essentially have been fooling around while living in my parents basement. Even the time I dedicate to homework I waste playing games, watching movies, ect.
I can pick the time and days I work because of my job at my school and I can literally work it around my class schedule. Even then, I choose not to work nearly as much as I should. I essentially have no bills, besides a phone bill and gas as my Dad has been covering my car insurance and even currently the phone bill.
How’s that for independence?
It scares me. I don’t want to be one of those losers going into their 30s who really is still dependent on their parents.
Even when I graduate from college, which appears to be the next semester, I’ll have turned 27 in October. I don’t even know what I will do with my degree, besides be happy that it was free. I am already ashamed of the fact it will have taken me that long to graduate, besides the fact that I’ve been able to take alot of non-related degree classes allowing me to really enjoy my college experience.
Even most of my family makes comments about how long it has taken me and my uncle asks me what I plan to do when I get done with it all. I honestly don’t have a good answer to give him. This also scares me. What am I actually going to do for a career? I’m still not sure at this point.
I know I should acquire as many skills as I can at this point, but I can’t motivate myself to form any kind of ambition, despite things being handed to me on a plate. I’ve actually attempted to learn some internet coding languages, but I can’t seem to force myself past the initial steps. This even occurs when I try to learn basic video editing – I get too lazy to bother following through.
How can I actually allow myself to blow this kind of opportunity?
I barely bother to apply myself with my homework, and as I type this, I’m mightily behind in a Spanish class this semester I’ve barely applied myself to – despite actually wanting to learn Spanish.
Being brutally honest with myself, I’ve come to this conclusion: I’ve become a nasty internet cliche of everything I don’t want to be.
I need to get my shit together. Change starts from within. I want to become a real man with real responsibility – actually becoming mature. Can I motivate myself to do that? I hope to God that I can.
It’s time for me to develop a motivation mindset.