I am a high school dropout making six figures, a dad who cuddles his six-year-old to sleep every night, and according to some people on the internet, a piece of shit for fighting for custody of my own son. Welcome to my life. Where I break every rule everyone told me...
Here’s a question that might mess with you: Are your dreams actually yours? Or are they just things you absorbed from your parents, your teachers, social media, society at large? I spent years chasing goals that I thought were mine. And when I finally achieved...
Let me start with the math, because I know somebody is going to say I’m being dramatic. I’m not. I literally did the math, and it’s not pretty at all. If you’re a dad who’s been told “every other weekend is standard,” you need...
This is one of those nights where I’m like, “Okay, we’re just gonna open a couple packs, keep it chill, get a few hits maybe.” Then my son Tanner turns it into a full-on WWE match with cardboard. Somehow, every single time we open Pokémon cards together, he pulls the...
Look, I’m about to share something that made me uncomfortable as hell to discover. I ran myself through this deep question exercise the other day. Not some bullshit “what’s your favorite color” personality quiz. I mean the kind of questions...
