Mike Russo was miserable with his life. He didn’t want to be a lazy guys and didn’t want to be passive aggressive in blaming other people for his problems. So, one day he made a change and hasn’t looked back since.
This is a comment by Mike Russo on the post “Where Have All the Good Guys Gone?“
As an introvert, I never let anyone else define what masculinity means to me. I took tidbits from here and there, but I spun them to make them my own. I guess that means I don’t really care what everyone else thinks about me or my masculinity. I talk with my full mind, think with my full soul, love with my full heart, and laugh with my full lungs. I guess that brought about some strange sort of confidence, because low and behold, I met someone and she makes me feel great, and apparently I do the same for her too, because we’re very undoubtedly in love now.
I know what the Passive-Aggressive (“PA”) types are complaining about. I went that route. I was dishonest in my intentions. And I now know why that didn’t work. I couldn’t be honest because I wasn’t willing to get hurt, because I was certain that I would, most likely because I didn’t think I was worth much. Then one day I wondered why I was angry all the time. Blaming other people “She’s stupid, He’s an asshole, she’s a slut.” etc. didn’t work for me. I wasn’t getting anywhere. Single for years at a time, no sex, no friends, no fun, no motivation, etc. Then I decided to change me and my outlook on life.
I lost 25 pounds, stopped blaming other people for my problems, went back to school, got a job, and now I love my life. I didn’t get to where I am now because I moped around, and acted dysfunctional, like Moeller claims all young men do these days. I took control of my life. I guess it showed because it became catnip. I got more dates, made more friends, but all the time I never settled or jumped to whoever would take interest in me. Instead I found a woman who loves me because I’ve never lied to her about who I am, or how I feel, and she has never lied to me. We are compatible in every way. I think, to get back to the point, if you were to ask her what she loves about me, is that I have no problem with being self-deprecating or humble, but out of that learned humility I have a fire inside me that can not be extinguished by anyone, and I apply it to everything I do. I think that fire in the gut is what masculinity is. Or at least for me, because it’s up to all of us to decide what being adults means.
As for the pointless comments about sandwiches, I agree with some of the folks, in that no woman makes me a sandwich. And no woman is allowed in my kitchen either. I’ve never dated anyone who’s a significantly better cook than I am, and with the amount of fresh onions, jalapenos, and hot sauce on my sandwiches, most women can’t stand to be in the same room as my sandwiches, let alone make them for me, which is fine by me. I’m all like “Bitch don’t you be touching my sandwich stuffs.” When my mother visits me, she gets scolded because she uses the wrong spoon for the wrong serving dish. Yep, it’s like that.
– Domestic and Majestic, Strong and Smart.
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