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3 AM In the Morning
Early this morning I parted ways with a friend and a girl who I loved deeply. While everything is fresh, I want to write everything I loved and hated about her in order to deal with the heartbreak and to understand better what I want in a girlfriend.
What I loved:
- She didn’t expect anything out of me, let me do whatever I wanted, allowed me to express how I felt
- Was very intelligent fast learner
- Was beautiful and soft and small
- Always interested in my thoughts and ideas
- Had a great sense of humor
- Understood me, or at least tried to understand when I explained it to her
- Validated a lot of my ability to read her mind, made me feel safe
- Was comforting when I was feeling unwell or insecure
- Was submissive and wanted me to dominate her
- Had strong opinions and a deep internal landscape
- Was reasonable in our conversations, could take feedback
- Was needy and made me feel loved
- Was extremely emotional and passionate
What I didn’t like:
- Cold and distant, like to laugh sarcastically and say hurtful things when upset
- Said she wasn’t very creative and didn’t try to come up with things to talk about
- Played a sum loss game and would be in denial and extremely defensive
- Liked being toxic to people when they did badly or were slightly annoying
- Would give up extremely easily
- Defiant and stubborn, inflexible
- Poor memory for happy times when she’s upset, spirals
- Didn’t like singing or dance
- Didn’t like trying new food
- Sometimes gaslighting and in denial when it threatened her ego
- Was not interested in working on herself
Overall, I felt that my needs were getting met less and less because she would never deal with any trauma that came her way, choosing to avoid things instead. I felt that she stopped being so objective and instead was really unable to listen to the truth when it hurt her ego. However, I still love her very much and hope she will at least come back and want to be friends. I do feel some relief though to be able to focus on myself and explore dating in the city. I feel very alone without her. I hope she is doing ok and will see one day that I really did love her.
Workpost 46: A Black Dragon Called Neelu
Today I came up with a new emotional processing tool, finding a way to personify the feelings within me and making friends with them.
The goal is to accept and validate feelings within instead of trying to push them down or quickly process them.
Here are some examples:
- Valorant stress and anxiety (fear of being bad/defective, fear of failure) – a little black dragon called Neelu. The tension in my stomach and heart are the dragon’s body my frustration its fire.
- The feeling of being overwhelmed by the thought of work – Pedro the Triangle, a pyramid floating in my chest with sharp edges
- The desire/pull for attention or to be liked – Lethe the a sort of fast moving air or energy in my chest
These personification, I make friends with them, allow them to be with me while I go about my business.
I also wanted to talk about a really good video I watched.
Some lessons I learned:
- Stay consistent
- Figure out what you want to be the best at (good enough for others to want to pay you money)
- Figure out what comes before the money in terms that is more grounded and more closer to your purpose
Taking the final advice, I wanted to think about it a little more.
I want to make $200,000.
My two goals are:
- To help people turn their artistic gifts into masterpieces
- Works of art that are honest, emotional, grounded, playful, imaginative, personal, and beautiful
- To make companies 10x more valuable
- More purposeful, unique, efficient, intentional, innovative processes, brands, culture, products and leaders (consistent and aligned)
The question I want to ask myself is: how would I need to go about my goals in such a way that it would be strange if I didn’t make $200,000?
The Darkest Night
The Darkest Night
Ice fills my heart
When I think of the darkest night
Darkness
Drunk confusion
Was it worth it
To take the soft girl
And break her soul
That night
Leave her
Exposed
Vignette on the bed like a polaroid
Did you grin and smile
Lamplight on your face
On the parking lot
Beer in hand
While your friends
Moved on to the next party
In this poem I’m letting myself feel and process feelings of deep shock, dissociation, anger, fear, visceral graphic-ness and endless night.
What If It Wasn’t Real
What If It Wasn’t Real
She used to message me and beg me to get on to play
I thought she needed me then
Loved spending time together
We would joke
And talk about life
Little things
These days she plays
Without me
It’s me who asks
And she reluctantly accepts
In the game, she’s all anger and frustration
She hates the game
She hates the teammates
She hates me
And she hates herself
She denied that she ever had fun with me today
Says she can’t remember the last time we played
That I annoy her
That we need to win if we play
That we just don’t work together
“I like small talk,” she says about her new friends
“We are too busy asking about favorite colors”
“For me to be mad”
I remember a time we asked each other our favorite colors
I wonder if it was less special than I thought
Or if her new friends are more special than me
Its doubt that destroys love
Not hate or anger
Doubt eating away at a foundation so strong
It promised forever
Today I worry
If I left
Would she even notice
Over the laughter
Of her new friends
This poem is about feeling like what you thought you both cherished, only you actually cherished. That there wasn’t a connection at the level that I originally thought.
If that is actually true, I don’t feel heartbroken. Only depressed. So incredibly disappointed that everything was not as special as I thought it was. It takes me back to my dark places, wondering if anyone could truly love me.
Part of me knows it’s more complicated than that. That there is still hope for us. Still hope for me.
Workpost 37: Fundamental Systems
Today I feel tired. My kidneys ache. They feel bloated and stagnated. My stomach feels slow. My head iches on the top. My eyes are dry. I feel burning inflammation up my back and spine. My skin is flaking on my face.
These past few days have felt exhausting, extremely stressful, and demoralizing. Last night, I asked myself the question, how do I get out of this.
I didn’t know the answer then, but my answer today during my walk was to take my stress seriously.
And just now, I had a realization that I have the systems developed to do extraordinary things. I just need to utilize them and follow their principals.
Systems in place:
- Daily walk to ponder questions I am stressed about
- Daily workpost to grow myself, plan for greatness
- Clean space to deal with stress, clean place = clean mind
- Meal prep strategy for healthy cheap meals with little stress – fridge containers, tacos, lettuce wraps
- Whiteboards to write strategies
- Off computer working systems (working while walking, running errands, working out, eating out)
- Todo list strategy – focus on one thing at a time, prioritize
- Clean after working hours to transition, decompress
- Crawling to get cardio in small space
- Walking backwards and tibialus for knee
- Hanging for shoulders and posture
- Working out after and before meals for better absorption, muscle growth, and recovery
- Journaling to ask myself questions at night
- Walking with no effort
I have absolutely everything I need to build a life where I can do almost anything I want, achieve anything I want.
Right now, I want to focus on two things: recovery and priming
Priming are stuff like cleaning, wiping off my whiteboards, clearing out tabs, filling markers, mealprep, todo list grooming
Recovery means lots of sleep, rest, hydration, and exercise. Specifically paying attention to anytime I want to game to see if I feel stressed or uncomfortable, taking a break when that happens.
To top off this post, I want to attach something that I want to erase from my whiteboard, but want to save forever:

Reasons Why I’m Ready
- I’ve developed very deep and powerful life theories (flow, connection) → these theories can give anyone direction in darkness, I forget them but they come back when I need them
- When faced with pain I’ve always come out stronger (ACL) → pain is the greatest teacher
- I’ve proven that I can complete hard challenges (knee, sova) → I can achieve the challenges I set my mind to
- I can solve problems few people can solve (triage, nikola) → normal rules don’t apply
- I’m deeply attuned to emotions (coaching, art, philosophy) → makes it much easier to connect with people
- I used to walk up to girls on the street → Nothing is something I can’t handle. There is nothing that I can’t ask for
- No matter how badly I fail there are people who still love me
- The point is not to get there, be productive or succeed, the point is to find a meaningful problem, problems we want to solve → we will never have no problems but we can choose which problems we want to contend with
- Happiness doesn’t come from acing the past but seizing the now → its never too late to be happyIt’s near too late to fix it with a degree in engineering and parents who don’t mess with me
- I have lots of assets and saving and a degree in engineering and parents and a sister all with money saved
Workpost 18: Addicted
I’ve been playing pokemon go so much recently. I’ve made a lot of progress in the game, but I really worry that I’m getting addicted because of how stressed out I am right now.
I stressed out about my relationship and about my career path moving forward. I want to make sure that work does not take over my life and that it stays aligned to what I want to do moving forward.
Every time I feel stressed, I reach for the pokemon go. Holy shit, I am addicted.
I feel very tired, but no longer sick. That is a good thing at least.
I’m going to walk around the airport. And this time, instead of catching pokemon, I am going to meditate and think.
On the plane I meditated on some of my issues and I came to a big realization. The first step to feeling or processing any pain is to notice and name the pain that exists. I spend so much time avoiding thinking about painful emotions or experiences, avoiding thinking about how things hurt me it makes it hard to face the pain at all since I’m not taking the first step,
I want to focus on doing that more now as the first step to processing more emotions.