Remember Your Manhood, Right Now

“Waste no more time arguing what a good man should be. Be one.” —  Marcus Aurelius

Have you ever noticed the ridiculous amount of ‘men’ products in the beauty section of the supermarkets? It’s ridiculous and luring at the same time. 

They are selling you manhood in the beauty section. My favorite wax has a pirate skull as a label. You tell me, do you really believe a pirate concerned himself as much with the way he looked? I really don’t think so. 

It’s all about the sell though, and they are winning. Each time you buy Old Spice or Suavecito you feel more manly. But real manhood cannot be found in the way you look. Manliness is not determined by your looks but by your behavior

The attitude I’m talking about, I’ve given it the name of no big deal. It will make your life a whole lot easier, and definitely more exciting. 

No big deal, I’ve got this shit

Courage is not an ability one either possess or lacks. Courage is the willingness to engage in a risk-taking behavior regardless of whether the consequences are unknown or possibly adverse. We are capable of courageous behavior provided we are willing to engage in it. Given that life offers few guarantees, all living requires risk-taking. — Alfred Adler

I just love the word willingness, WILLingness.

Man, the first couple of weeks at my current job were hard as fuck. A job is a job, and I like to do things well. But at the same time, I didn’t want to push my side projects to the side to focus only on the job, you know? 

So I promised myself that I would wake up earlier to work on my projects first before I showered, comb my hair with the super manly skull sexy wax I was telling you about, and hop on the metro for the one-hour commute. Nothing beats a good audiobook while commuting. I worked the entire day, almost. 

When I got back by 8:00 PM I grabbed my climbing shoes and water and hit the climbing gym for an hour or so to come back and hopefully be asleep by 11:00, I woke the next day at 5:00. Sleep deprivation, something I’m sure you know all too well, is brutal, you’re literally stupider after a couple of weeks like this.

The day job wasn’t easy, at first. 

I remember one day walking Homero street all the way down to the metro station and began feeling super anxious, my heart pumping fast. It suddenly began to feel like too much. 

But like a ray of light, or, better said like thunder from Zeus, a thought appeared in my head: 

You know what? No big fucking deal. I’ve got this shit. 

Those were the literal words that went through my mind. My anxiety didn’t ease, it transformed into excitement. 

Right then and there I realized the power of my mind. And let me tell you something, it’s a strong thing that we hold in our heads. My whole physiology changed.

My whole self went from ‘I don’t want to play anymore’, to ‘Well come on then, let’s fucking roll’. My body felt lighter. But most important of all, my mind began to get creative.

Anxiety? No prob. I can take it. Hard job? No prob. I’ll get the hang of it. Any problem at all? No prob. I’ll find a way to solve it. 

I began to think about all the things I could do with the opportunities and the resources I had at the moment. It felt good. Even though my life was indeed overwhelming at the time. It felt as if I had the spirits of the 300 Spartans at the hot gates, holding my ground. 

Life can be damn hard at times. But remember this, you can always choose to play. Winning, losing, it doesn’t matter, you will be happy because of your willingness to engage with whatever comes, be that tiredness, job, or whatever shitty thought decides to creep in your mind.

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