Growing up, I was always really hard on my dad, because he was very hard on me. 

We would argue and argue and argue about who was right. All the time. 

What it came down to was: 

I expected my parents to be perfect. 

I couldn't forgive them, because they weren't allowed to be wrong. 

Now, at 21, on the other side of the puberty machine, I realize that adulthood is not a destination...

It's a never-ending path to growth. 

As a society, we prize those able to achieve one great thing in their lives... 

  • Albert Einstein
  • Tim Ferris
  • Usain Bolt 
  • Deadmau5 
  • Sam Walton 
  • Elon Musk

But even the best humans are far from perfect.

Getting close to it is so unlikely, you became famous if you get there. 

SO WHAT DOES THIS MEAN ABOUT LOVING MY DAD? 

Thank you for asking... let me tell you. 

I was recently introduced to the idea that we are all perfect already, becoming even more perfect (by this guy)- and I think it applies very well here. 

Your parents had you. There's a ton of shit that has to go right for that to happen. Accomplishment #1, checkmark. 

And then they raised you... and if you're reading this, you probably are trying to better yourself.

Heck, you can even read. 


ONCE YOU CAN SHIFT YOUR MINDSET TO GRATITUDE, YOU DISCOVER YOUR LIFE IS FULL OF GIFTS. 


If your parents raised you into someone who wants to improve in life, they've done a pretty amazing job... don't you think? 

What I'm starting to realize is that this life thing is so hard to figure out myself... 

How can I figure it out well enough to teach someone else to do it? 

Both of your parents worked as hard as they could to raise you. 

And for that, they deserve all the respect and love in the world. 

After all, you're pretty great... don't you think? 


If you're stuck in the "my parents suck and their best is still shit" mindset, let me help you along... 

Growing up, my Dad and I argued ALL the time. 

I mean, all the time. 

I would always get so angry about it. 

I would always get so mad at him about it. 

Then I realized a couple of things... 

1. If if wasn't for my arguments with my dad, I would have half the fire in my belly I do today. And you bet your ass I have a lot of fire in my fucking belly. 

2. If it wasn't for my dad, I wouldn't be as competitive as I am today. Every argument was a mini-competition, and I always wanted to win. 

3. If it wasn't for our arguments, I wouldn't have learned how to be gently persuasive. I would be a lot less sensitive than I am now. 

4. If it wasn't for our arguments, I wouldn't have learned to question everything. Thinking for yourself is the most important meta-skill

5. If it wasn't for arguments with my dad, I wouldn't have as much love to give to him, to my family, and to you.


I've learned to have a big heart, and it has served me so well. 

Your parents have given you so much. 

Instead of looking at all they've fucked up... 

Bring your attention to literally every gift you have in your life... 

Because without your parents... 

You couldn't have any gifts at all.


Now if that's not enough reason to love your parents...

I don't know what is.


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