"Resistance is the most toxic force on the planet. It is the root of more unhappiness than poverty and disease. To yield to resistance deforms our spirit." -The War of Art

 

This is going out to all those fence sitters out there. Not just the new guys, but every guy every time you've felt your inner voice light up and start convincing you of all the reasons you shouldn't do something. That inner voice is a fucking pansy. It is your hamster. It is there to reason and rationalize EVERYTHING. It makes you overthink. Thinking about what could go wrong. Thinking about how you can't do it. Thinking about other 'better' things you could be doing. Thinking.

The truth about it is all that little fucker can do is think. It does not control your body. It cannot make you not do something. It can only convince you not to do it. It will spike your addrenaline, tie your gut into knots, and make you sweat. But it cannot take control of your legs and make them walk away. It cannot force your mind to concede.

I wrote a post about going to a dance club not too long ago. In it I did not speak of the hamstring my inner voice did that entire night. The schedule was: Work out, go home and shower/dress, go to the club. On the way home my hamster was reasoning that I should just stay local. Hit up a bar around town. I said no. I passed by a new microbrewery that I've been wanting to visit. "Go there" it said, "you've been wanting to." No I said. The entire way down to the city I could feel the addrenaline. My hamster was going nuts. At one point it flat out said: "Look you're married, you're scared, you're inexperienced, you can't do this." And I laughed and answered it with, "Watch me."

I can honestly tell you, every time I can recall that I've just said "fuck it" and went at a problem, I've succeeded beyond what I'd ever imagined. Back in college when my social anxiety was high, I was invited to a rich girls' house party. Said fuck it let's go and had a fuck it attitude the whole time. The girl who was the host lead me up to her room to bang.

When I first met my wife, I had about had it up to here with my BP ideals failing with women. I went to her house thinking in my head "fuck it and fuck women...if this doesn't work I don't care." We were making out on our first date.

When I found MRP, I had had it with the sexual rejections, with my life being in shambles. I said "fuck it" and dove right in.

I was on the fence yesterday about joining TFA's Men of March. And I said fuck it there too and joined up. I expect great things from this.

 

I listened to a part of The Game yesterday when Style was describing an important book he read which had the premise of: Life turns out how you will it to be. If you put your mind to being a body builder, a great speaker, a PUA, an athlete, a great dad, whatever...you will become it. But if you only want to be that, but feel it's wrong/you don't deserve it/you won't put the work in...it'll never happen. If you feel that resistance, and you allow it to hold you back...you're dreams will stay just that. Don't just be a yes man. Be a fuck it man. Because fuck it isn't just yes. It draws from that primal place of motivation. It silences the hamster by saying "I know all this shit you're saying, but I'm going anyway". It says, "I'm going to do this because all the times I allowed myself to be talked out of something, I felt like shit afterwards...and the decision to quit got me nowhere." It's saying, "fuck all those negative feelings, fuck the rationalizations and societally imposed barriers, just fuck it all. I'm going in."