Hunger is a friend that shows you the naked truth and exactly how to succeed.

This sounds like somebody whose never actually gone hungry. My mother grew up extremely poor - like digging through the trash for potato peels for dinner. Hunger is not your "friend" - it is a pit that consumes everything.

Pain is like a drug, no time is ever like the first time.

Wut?

Pain is sleeping on the floor when you can't afford a bed, pain is seeing your ex girl with a better man than yourself.

Pain is giving birth to a 9.15lbs baby in 2 hours and having a doctor shove his hand up your vagina and into the newly empty and incredibly sore uterus to fish out all the blood clots that prevented your cervix from closing so you can finally stop soaking medical pads with blood. But sure. Seeing your ex hurts too.

You will work to get the bed, you will work to become a better man. Pain is your only one true love. It loves you as it only wants the best for you. It strengens you and grows with you. Love it back, learn its language.

I dropped boiling water on my foot two weeks ago. Pain's language is gross, pus-filled and burning. I speak it fluently.

Our society encourages us to shy away from hunger

Ummm.... duh.

and from pain.

Also, duh.

We live running from the two things that force us to be better men.

I know. I'm so tired of living in a society with an abundance of food and safety. UGH.

Stop running from your only lover and your only friend.

You need to met more people.

In short: Yes, experience make us all grow, twerper. You don't have to actively seek them out, though. Maybe just a little empathy would go a long way, yes?