Why did you not approach that girl who was staring at you all night last Saturday?

Why did you only go to the gym twice last week?

Why did you let that guy at work take credit for your hard work?

Why did you spend that money on something useless instead of saving it for an investment?

Because you are weak. You are too weak to do the things that you want to do.

When are you going to start your new business? When are you going to finish that book? When are you going to get that degree?

When will you swallow ALL of the red pill instead of tiny pieces that you can handle?

Tomorrow? It will always be tomorrow, until you die. Then they will bury you. Maybe a few friends will show up, or children from a broken marriage. They will say what a nice guy you were. How you always did your duty.

And then it will be tomorrow again, and no one will remember you much at all.

What the fuck are you doing? Take a look at yourself. What are you capable of? What do you want?

Really? Then why aren't you doing it?

Because you have fear. Fear of pain. Fear of LIFE. How sad is that? You are scared of this amazing gift that you have been given. You are frightened that this unbelievable chance at existence, this infinite source of possibilities, has some unpleasant parts to it.

Listen. Man up. LIFE.IS.PAIN.

It always was and always will be. You do not have a choice in this.

But you DO have a choice in how you use your pain. That's right, pain is like currency, and just like different currencies, some pain is more valuable than others.

The pain of effort, or discipline, or taking a chance, or being on your edge, or risking your ego and your body.

That is good pain. That is pain that will benefit you later. Pain that will make you stronger, smarter. That will get you experiences, woman, power.

Then there is bad pain. The pain of an opportunity passed up. Of a life half lived. Of a man who never reached his full potential.

Do you think the pain of approaching woman and risking rejection is anywhere near the pain of dying alone, a sad, old man with few friends?

Do you think the pain of going to the gym and eating right are anywhere near the pain of dying of diabetes? Or of repulsing the opposite sex?

Do you think the pain of sticking up for yourself is anywhere near the pain of living a life where you have accomplished nothing?

"First you have to know, not fear, but know, that someday you are going to die. This is your pain. This is the greatest moment of your life, and you are missing it."

You are either embracing pain to make your future self better, or avoiding pain to make your future self worse.