Guys, sometimes the mind plays a cruel trick.
I don’t even know how to explain it.
Sometimes you believe in something.
That’s your world.
It’s built a certain way — things in it are like this and like that.
And then suddenly — it’s not like that at all.
And fine, if it’s just about a cat.
But sometimes it’s not funny anymore.
You know how sometimes there’s someone you really want to impress.
You want to know their opinion.
You try to get this person to notice you.
You feel like you’re not good enough
because they still haven’t noticed you. But—
Sometimes, guys, it’s simply that this person will never grow enough to reach your level.
I know, guys.
You all know who I’m talking about.
They’ll never get there.
And the higher you rise toward the stars,
the lower they stay stuck to the ground.
You can’t impress them not because you’re not good enough,
but because they simply don’t have the capacity to understand.
In other words,
a bee doesn’t explain to a fly why honey is better than shit.
It’s a very rough expression,
but it’s very accurate, guys.
Want a joke?
But it’s not funny, guys.
How about this:
the most toxic, poisonous, rotten people —
are your favorite ones.
Yeah… that hit, didn’t it?
Here’s a fact:
you should be afraid of your surroundings.
The chances that outsiders will betray or destroy you are low — they don’t care about you.
But the close ones?
I’m not talking about a healthy, tested circle.
I’m talking about those who live in their own fantasies,
who live off labels and roles — “you’re this,” “you’re that.”
Father.
Mother.
Husband.
Wife.
Brother.
Sister.
These people can be so toxic
that their poison will start dripping out of their ears, guys.
Let’s imagine a father or a mother.
Parents, right?
They’re supposed to always be there.
But what if that’s the number one lie?
Yeah, funny, right? Great joke, huh?
A father who’s been tearing you down your whole life.
The one you keep trying to impress.
Trying to prove you’re worthy. That you made it.
A wife who’s constantly dissatisfied.
Always with the same damn look on her face.
Nothing is ever good enough for her.
A brother.
A sister.
The ones who are ready to tear you apart over a mistake.
The first ones to come for you the moment you slip.
How about that, guys?
Those are the closest people to you.
And they can be the most toxic of all.
Key.
You need to remember this one well.
The thing you love the most
can destroy you.
Watch your turns, guys.
You need to think very carefully
why it’s so important for you to impress this particular person.
Why exactly this person matters so much.
And more importantly—
Key.
Power.
A person like that holds enormous power over you.
They say one word — and you drop.
They say another — and you snap back in line.
Think very carefully, guys,
who in your life holds that kind of power over you.
Key.
Now obviously, I hold that kind of power too.
But guys — here’s the reality.
I lead you without asking for anything in return.
I’ve straightened out your marriages.
Your families.
Your sex lives.
Your love.
Your relationships.
Your friendships.
I’ve healed your heart.
I’ve healed your soul.
I lead you.
I hold your hand when you’re scared.
So if any of you bastards
even think
that I’m not the right person —
go to hell.
I’ve more than proven
you can trust me.
Bastards.

Let’s move on.

Sometimes this happens.
When love is blind.
When trauma is blind.
This—
this is real shit, guys.
When you believe.
When you trust.
And in your head, something like that isn’t even possible.
And then some random person comes along.
And you say,
“we have love,”
“we have a family.”
And they look at you and laugh.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
You get it?
Because they’re not inside the illusion.
Not inside the fantasy.
They’re looking at facts.
At what’s actually there.
And facts, guys,
can drag you into a place
where you don’t even want to live.
And it’s not just about love.
It’s about friends too.
Family.
You give.
You invest.
You try.
And then something happens,
and you expect that person to reach out.
And they don’t.
And it feels like your heart got ripped out.
But the truth is—
they were never your friend.
Never your family.
Never your love.
You just can’t afford to stay blind, guys.
Remember my post about the princess and the Alpha?
The Alpha showed her nothing.
From the very beginning, he was cold.
He was there for one reason — to exploit her trust.
He used her body.
She was naive.
He didn’t care.
He was hunting.
All about himself.
The princess built an entire image in her head —
a whole future with him — like they were already married.
Look closer.
Wake up.
If she snapped out of the story in her head, she would understand immediately.
But she can’t.
That’s the game.
That’s the cruel trick of the mind.
Key.
I don’t give a damn about your excuses.
And let’s be real — you bastards have all been guilty of that.
Your favorite move —
use her and move on.
So don’t even try to cover your asses
or come up with excuses.
Yeah, maybe she was blind.
But the Alpha knows exactly how this works.
So stop playing the victim.
There was no excuse.
There never is.
Go ahead, lose your mind —
if you’re guilty,
you’ll answer for it.
Bastards.



You need to wake up.
Look at things soberly.
Who will reach out their hand when you stumble?
Is there someone who will say,
“I’m here.
I’m with you.”
Guys—
These are unpleasant things.
But if you actually look around,
assess, weigh things,
look at actions — everything becomes clear.
You know, girls have this thing.
A dirty truth.
When girls gain experience,
they understand one simple thing:
if he wants to call — he will call.
Same here.
If you matter to someone,
they will come.
They will call.
They will drag you out of the shit.
But if they don’t —
then they don’t give a damn.
And that’s a serious question, guys.
This applies to marriage too.
Just because you’ve been together for a while
doesn’t mean you know the person.
Just because in your head
that’s who they are,
doesn’t mean that’s who they are in reality.
This applies to those just getting into relationships too —
words are nice, guys,
but only actions will show who a person really is.
Actions.

Key.
Guys, I cut people out of my life easily.
It’s not a problem for me.
But that’s because I know exactly
when it’s not it.
Look deeper, guys.
Remember I told you about my boots?
My favorite boots are almost 11 years old.
I don’t throw them away.
I love them.
I’m loyal to them.
Because they’re it.
If they were something else —
I would’ve thrown them out.
I don’t care how much they cost.
If it’s not it —
to hell with it.
Same with people.
Your people — you don’t let them go,
even if they spit in your face.
Because they’re yours.
They’re confused.
They’re tired.
God knows what else.
But you carry them anyway.
And it works both ways.
When you run them over —
they’ll get up,
curse you out,
and still go with you to the hospital.
Because you’ve completely lost your mind
running over your own people.
You get it, guys?
Noise. Chaos. There’s plenty of that.
People say beautiful things.
But when it comes down to it—
we’ll see
who takes your hand
and says,
“I’m here, even if you shoot me.”
Actions, guys.
Loyalty.
Family.
Key.
One more time.
Guys, don’t let time fool you.
Just because you’ve been together a long time
doesn’t mean anything
if it’s not backed by actions.
Honor and dignity aren’t cheap, guys.
You can’t expect that from every random person.
That’s where all this bullshit comes from —
“I don’t trust people.”
No.
You don’t trust people because you’re a coward and an idiot.
Yeah.
Go to hell — that’s exactly what it is.
A coward — because you’re scared to trust.
An idiot — because you didn’t rely on facts.
Not everyone is a piece of shit.
But not everyone’s good either.
You need to learn how to tell them apart.
You got burned once —
next time you’ll be smarter.
You got burned a hundred times —
you’ll be a hundred times smarter.
That’s it.
Blaming the world is pointless.
What the hell do you need that for?
We go by facts.
There are flies,
and there are bees.
You need to find the bees and stick with them.
They’re clearly different.
These are people who do what they say.
Their words are backed by actions.
That’s it.
We need bees, guys.
Actions.
Always actions.