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...
So the other day Tanner and I were in the house and I was asking him repeatedly not to do something and he just wasn’t listening. Being defiant. He’s six years old, he’s at that age where he’s testing everything, whatever, and obviously me as...
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...
