The Long, Hard Road

My job is scary. I have to fly to strange cities, meet men that are paying me thousands of dollars and in two days, teach them how to attract women. To say the gig is challenging would be an understatement.

But I love it.

I love the fear, the anticipation, the pride of a job well done.

In four years of teaching, I do not have one student who hasn’t gotten laid, or found a girlfriend after my bootcamp. Sometimes it took them a year, but they’ve all found success in dating.

I was working with a client yesterday and he was rather anxious about approaching. He wanted to know how long it would take to overcome his fears.

“See this pencil?” I asked. “Pick it up, and then put it down.”

He picked it up and put it down.

“How much anxiety did you feel from zero to ten while picking up that pen?”

“Zero.”

“That’s exactly what I feel when I approach a girl. It’s the same as lifting a pen.”

“Wow.”

“It took me about two years to get to that point.”

“Oh. That’s a long time,” he said.

“Yes, it is. But it was worth it. All the time I put into this has changed my life in every way imaginable.”

When I arrive in a new city I wonder, “Will my students be brave? Will they flake on me and cost me a thousand dollars in lost revenue? Will the girls be nice? Will there be lots of bars to choose from? Will all my travel and hotel arrangements work out?”

I used to have these fears. Sometimes I would consider getting a regular day job, and stay home, safe and secure. But every time I pull off another bootcamp and the students are happy because I helped them grow, I realize my fears were unfounded.

Almost everytime I go out, I meet women. I don’t sleep with all of them, but I never, ever have a bad time (except with fucked up Vancouver girls). The worst that happens is that my students get rejected a few too many times, and they start to pout. But this is rare these days, because I’m great at my job.

You have to trust in yourself, in the universe, that if you take the action, the hard long road, everything will work out. If you sit on your ass and do nothing, you will get nothing. What you get from life is equivalent to the your work ethic and the risks you take.

All you have to do is show up, and take the steps. Whatever is going to happen will happen…but everything will be alright. Everything will work out. I promise.

Take the scary path. It will bring more peace and happiness to your short life.