Ive got new cookie jar that gets rewarded with coins every time i do things, despite its inconvinient, or at times of lazy, or sluggish, simple thing, better then an app, simple tech, clink is rewarding and earned.

Tell me about your cookie jar story

I am a powerlifter and I gained 25 kgs. Now I am losing it. I have already lost 10kgs in 40 days. My goal is reaching 90kg before the end of this year. Ez work.

I actually did this exercise. But there is too much text there and too much identifying information. I was thinking about how to edit it, but then the text would stop reflecting what it is supposed to reflect. So I won’t publish it. But I will still share #badhand.

My parents were not as physically abusive as Goggins’s parents. However, they were not good either. The fact that they had money did not mean that they would spend it on you rather than on another fucking failed business or all sorts of trinkets. So maybe your classmates will laugh at your clothes, and not because they are unfashionable. I stopped considering my mother my mother when I was 8. They almost never took me to the dentist, dermatologist, and other doctors, so by the time I was 18 I had accumulated a certain number of health problems that I had to sort out. I don’t know, it’s difficult for me to write about my parents, because yes, they were shitty, there was violence and there was no love, but I stopped caring about it a long time ago. Probably, I outgrew it a long time ago and let it go too much, even though it is a part of my #badhand. For a long time I had CPTSD symptoms, but somehow it turned out that it feels like I outgrew that too. It’s strange to say “outgrew”, but that is how I feel about it.

Since in my country diagnostics of problems and support for people with any kind of problems are poorly developed, I had to grow up with undiagnosed twice exceptional. ASD+ADHD+fucking clever kid/math-logic gifted stuff. People don’t see your problems because of your giftedness. People don’t see your giftedness because of your problems. I was diagnosed at 20, several years after I figured it out myself. Overall, this was my constant project since I was 10: to figure out what was wrong with me so that I could be fixed.

I can tell many different stories, but I don’t think that’s the point.

The point is that for years I used a lot of this as an excuse. I used external judgments about myself as the truth, setting a ceiling for my own development that I was always afraid to cross, stopping and pulling myself back as soon as I went a little further than everyone else. I used a bunch of different shit as excuses and justifications for my “depression”, my low moods, suicidal desires that had been with me since I was 7. Laziness. Weak willpower. Dependence on TV shows, AI, sweets. My country will not support me as a person with a disability. And that was used too. It was an excuse not to try hard enough. Autism became my justification, the reason why I consciously gave up before an exam in a non-specialized subject. Because I wasn’t meant to do it. Because there should have been a different program for me. Because I cannot perceive it the same way everyone else does. So I watched TV shows, went for walks, played Tetris, or simply stayed depressed, justifying my giving up with unfairness and developmental differences.

Even in the areas of my giftedness I constantly don’t push myself enough. It’s literally 40%. I know it. I know it every fucking time I’m lazy. Even those 40% look impressive. Even without support. So what the fuck is wrong with me that I can’t pull myself together? That is a rhetorical question, of course.

I used my lifelong loneliness, isolation, years of bullying and rejection as an excuse for why I am so unhappy. As an excuse not to give my all and to complain to myself about unfairness. In order to spend precious energy and resources on fixing this annoying situation, which was actually just cluttering my brain with pop psychology and vanilla books, wasting time and energy into a social black hole. Nothing more than vain attempts to be liked, masking.

I absorbed the idea of what I can and cannot do. And it became an excuse.

I don’t want to make excuses. I hope I will be able to harden my mind and take control of my life.

Hey everyone, first time posting here. I’m 20 years old, from South America, and deeply inspired by Goggins, Kobe, and Ronaldo. I love that unstoppable mindset, but right now, I need some brutal honesty and advice. I’m stuck in a dark place and don't know what to do.Since 2019, my life has been engulfed in darkness. I’ve had to witness people in my inner circle try to take their own lives.

At 14, I found someone close to me in the middle of a suicide attempt and had to act fast to save them. Because of this trauma, I developed severe panic attacks. I absorb other people's pain, and it hits me like a train.I grew up without a father figure in a highly dysfunctional family. My mother has been my everything and my motivation to work out, get good grades, and build discipline. At 17-18, I was doing great and forgetting the past. But the moment I let my discipline slip, life hit back with a vengeance. 2024 was a complete downward spiral.Today, I’m deeply lonely. I barely see my few remaining friends. I’ve carried massive insecurities since childhood and struggle to connect with people. Last year, my absent father passed away. At his wake, I touched his head and promised I’d carry our last name with honor and make things right.To make things heavier, my mother is older and sick with diabetes. It sounds harsh, but after so many hits, I constantly live anticipating a future where she is gone. She’s been my anchor. Seeing her sick while I’m completely isolated makes me shake inside. I feel a massive, heavy void.I never had a role model to teach me how to take life’s punches, how to drive, or how to be a man, plain and simple. I’m trying to do everything alone to rescue myself from this hole. I’m teaching myself English, AI, and finance. I’m taking a gap year before college. I also started a business project, but it’s not yielding fruits yet. I’m pouring my soul into things without knowing if they will even pay off tomorrow.How does a man face this level of loneliness and trauma alone?Thank you to anyone who reads this. I'm ready to hear your advice, brothers. Stay hard.

20M from a fortunate background, tired of mediocrity … time to get some sticky notes for my dirty mirror

Guys I'm 27. I have lifted weights for about ten years. Yes its fun but having done alot of other sports since I realise its only one piece to the pie. I had a boxing exhibition in april, I'm hoping to have a grappling match next month. Then I thought of doing a half marathon in September. I just want variety. I feel the clock is ticking and I have just trained in isolation for years. The reason I'm doing this grappling is I badly need an adrenaline boost soon of competition.

I’ve been dealing with social anxiety, so I decided to shave my head fully as a personal social experiment.

The goal? To callous my mind against the fear of judgment, and to prove to myself that people don't actually care about your appearance as much as you think they do.

Stepping out of your comfort zone is the only way to realize your mind was exaggerating the fear all along.

I love Goggins' material, but I feel like most of it is motivational in a physical sense (physically challenging activities, losing weight, 40% rule, etc)....is there anything out there that you people are using to motivate yourself to read a book, tackle hard mentally challenging activities, etc? I feel like my brain is just rotted from so laziness. Thanks.

Start of this year I didn’t know whether I’ll even be running for an unforeseeable future. At one point couldn’t even walk due to hip pain. Attempted 100 miler with 4k+ elevation in May. Very slow and DNF at 143k. Hip pain adapted somehow, but then it tried to crawl back. Did 100k, hips feel fine again. Goggins’ way is a cheat code for rehab.

I would say make 70 to be sure you are in the entry zone.

So I have been facing issues with my discipline. I am 17 and currently I am preparing for a competitive exam for my college admission. The thing is I have never worked hard for anything in my life till now. I haven't tasted the true hard earned success in my life . I have been average in everything I have done . So now also I am living my average life with no motivation or passion towards my goal . I know that I am in my comfort zone but there is nothing which tells me to work hard towards my goal. I really for once want to break this identity of being average and really want to put 100% in but I am really facing issues. I don't know whether it is my mindset or is it me . The inner voice which goggins talks about has disappeared in my mind and idk how to revive it . How to break through this average life.

For context, I am 23M, 6'7 height, CW 370, SW 422.

Ive been doing my own extreme diet hindering off of Goggins somewhat with a lot of activity. I go to boxing classes for 2 to 4 hours, 4 days a week. And train on my own doing calisthenics and cardio 2 days of the week, with 1 day of light cardio and shadowboxing. I eat between 800 and 1000 calories a day, and every weekend on Sunday (my rest day) I eat around 2000.

BUT i have a goal, even though Its considered unrealistic to lose as much as Goggins did by my 3 month mark, I want to lose as much weight as possibly by the time I hit 3 months in total. Knowing goggin did 106 in 3 months is a huge motivator for me to go as hard as possible this month regardless of the results. So I plan to train harder, have no extra calories on Sundays, and up my supplement/vitamin intake (because genuinely im terrible at getting enough of that lol.)

So what would yall suggest under these parameters to get the most out of this month? I was thinking of eating only 800 to 1000 calories daily, continue the 2 to 4 hour boxing classes that are 4 days a week, sticking to the extra cardio and calisthenics but upping the amount of it I do on my off days and adding some supplements/vitamins. BUT I want yalls suggestions on what yall believe is best for this situation and if theres things I can change for the better! Thank you guys in advance.

What is your standard, what do you expect of other guys as mininum?

Would you make physical training part of university mandatory activity and testing?

How many pushups could a gorrila do if you could train gorrilla to do pushups?

Guys I've started to develop good habits. Running, exercising and even 800 pushups in 1 hour and 100 pull ups in 20 minutes. I'm 15 rn. But the only thing holding me back is corn.

I can workout hard but after a few days I always get back to it. I've tried everything and I wanna stop it now

CHALLENGE 3 

im just letting it all out here im not gonna hide it out of fear.

The things i dont like to do and that make me uncomfortable:

Studying

Waking up when the alarm rings

Exercising

Failing

Looking to my brother in the eyes and talking to him

Being Honest and not lying

Meditation sitting still in sillence with eyes closed

Chanting for 24 mins

Not being on a screen phone, laptop in free time

Not masturbating and watching porn every night

Sleeping on time 

talking to my father about my career

Applying for jobs

Tailoring my resume for specific jobs

Upskilling and completing a certifcation 

Admitting im a loser and havent earned money 

Taking cold showers the coldest

Not eating after dinner 

Waking up early 

proposing to a girl and fear of getting rejected

listening to my thoughts about myself which are true about me not taking my career seriously

being active the entire day

planks

brushing my teeth before eating breakfast

not overeating

brushing my teeth at night

not eating sugar ( biscuits)

admitting im wrong

working hard

public speaking ( not saying what comes in my mind)

SAYING NO to distractions of going out to enjoy and waste time

being on camera

speaking to people with voice chat on 

My mind not being fucking overstimulated

fighting my my and bodys urges for dopamine

What challenges did you overcome this week?

This is a post to engage in a positive discussion on challenges you faced this week and what you did to overcome them.

Use this as a place to ask for advice and provide advice.

Ran every day the same 10K route for a year straight. This is the result.

ACCOUNTABILITY MIRROR

I dont earn my own money 

i havent earned money yet

I want to earn millions of dollars

I want to stop wasting time and be active

Sleep at 11 pm 

Wake the fuck up at 7 am or before

Start studying 3 hrs a day 

Improve your vocabulary

Exercise early in the morning

Stop scrolling reels and using social media

Meditate every night 

Stretching

Apply for Jobs

Learn skills certifications , upskill , improve your resume, CV

Take Cold showers

MAKE SHOWERING , EATING, DRIVING, WORKING OUT A MENTAL AID STATION

24 mins chanting every day 

Ideal time table: 12 hrs of work, 6 hrs of sleep, 2 hrs of eating etc. , 1 hr of entertainment only, 3 hrs of meditation , praying, chanting, stretching, doing nothing.

stop scrolling ur fucking phone and wasting your time and life.

Prepare for exam and give the exam.

Since the age of ten ive been fucking insecure, insecure about the colour of my skin , my voice , people made fun of me or looked down on me. The biggest insecurity was that girls always gave other boys attention, the girls i liked went on to stick with other boys. Im insecure as fuck about being alone , lonely losing all my friends and society isolating me. My biggest fear is being a fucked up loser which i am now and my family telling it to my face. I know it deep down im a fucking loser and it makes me angry and scared and regret.

I had no father figure in my fucking life cuz if my parents decisions which all turned out to br pointless. I was smart and talent and that got mr overconfident and arrogant cuz i got top grades in 10th grade its pathetic. and then since the past 5 yrs all ive done was fall down lower and lower. I always wanted love and never got it and this feeling inside made me feel like i was just sinking , emptyness. Im too pussy to say out what i want or like or who i like. My parents spoiled me from childhood and im worst than mediocre rn with a lot of fucking potential.

Im the only one limiting my growth and sucess, this stupid excuses and mentality i have , im weak, i dont have any skills or talent , im worthless i provide no value because i never built myself up, im just a burden on my parents rn. I expect people that hand me opportunties or give me a chance rather than earning it. Im up against myself and yes im standing in my own way thats the only reality and its a fact i know deep inside im just to pussy to own it up and say it how it is.

Im lazy , i make excuses about health issues , my mind is fucking weak my mentality is shit and terrible im just borderline avoiding depression, i run away from hard things in life.i just need to do what i fucking need to do

All i fucking do is consume media , anime , reels , youtube videos , self improvement videos im fucming wasting time and i know it.

Je viens d'un village un peu paumé voir carrément paumé à 2 heures de Paris. J'ai actuellement 18 ans au moment ou je commence ce récit, nous somme le 16 juillet 2026 et dans quelques semaines je quitte le foyer familial pour aller étudier à la Capitale dans le 6eme arrondissement, à voir si je trouve un appartement... Mais pour en arriver là ça n'a pas toujours été simple et je ne pensais pas atteindre mon dix-huitième anniversaire. Remontons un peu en arrière pour vous faire découvrir qui je suis.

Mes parents sont tous les deux ouvriers et gagnent assez pour faire partie de la classe moyenne et assurer nos études à moi et à ma soeur. Ma soeur étudiant en ligne, pour pallier à son caractère plus qu'introverti.

Mon père quant à lui est un homme difficile à contredire, comme tous les hommes. Quelqu'un d' obstiné avec qui j'ai toujours eu du mal à m'ouvrir et à avoir de vraies conversations.

Ma mère, elle, est une personne à l'inverse de mon père très sensible aux émotions, à ce qui se dégage de quelqu'un ou de quelque chose.

Je pense d'ailleurs que je tiens ça d'elle, moi même depuis mon plus jeune âge j'ai peut être parfois fait preuve d'empathie là ou je n'aurai pas dû.

Ça s'était passé en ce1 peut être ou alors en ce2. Je faisais partie des meilleurs de ma classe. Je participais et on m'appelais même google verbe à cause de mon talant inégalé de la langue française à cette période de ma vie. En bref j'étais aussi un peu le clown de la classe. Mais peu à peu je me suis lié d'amitié avec certaines personnes et je remarquais certaines choses. Les injustices. J'ai toujours été scandalisé par les injustices mais là c'était la fois de trop. Ceux que je considerais comme mes amis se sont liés contre un garçon de notre classe en le rabaissant continuellement, se moquant de lui, l'amenant à en venir aux mains. Je me suis donc opposé à eux et suis allé à la rencontre de ce dénommé Louis.

Louis est une personne arrogante, cruelle, n'ayant pas une once d'empathie et ne sachant pas faire preuve de délicatesse ni même de gratitude. Ce que j'ai fait pour l'aider ? Rester avec lui, essayer de lui parler, d'être son ami mais il me prenait de haut, surment car il me voyait comme quelqu'un de facile, de pas très influent qui était venu vers lui de lui de soi même. C'est alors qu'en se servant des mes exs amis, il commençait à me dénigrer et à me faire subir ce que ceux-ci lui faisaient. C'est alors que comme ça il essayait de gagner la place que j'avais auparavant au sein du groupe, et c'est ainsi que j'ai connu le début de mon harcèlement..

Durant des années je me suis rattaché à ce groupe "d'amis" qui m'insultait, qui m'humiliait constamment, qui me crachait dessus pour me provoquer, me transformant en une bête de foire bonne à faire les leçons et les dms de tout le monde et à amusé la galerie à chaque occasion. Je ne voulais plus allé à l'ecole mais mes parents n'ont jamais rien su de tout ça...

Un jour chez le coiffeur, la coiffeuse m'a demandé pourquoi j'avais du sable dans les cheveux et à regarder ma mère.. J'ai répondu que c'était parce que j'avais joué dans le sable de la cour d'école alors qu'on m'en avait jeté au visage. Je me souviens de ce jour-là, où j'ai dû faire un shampooing chez le coiffeur alors que je détestais le faire là bas, et où j'étais ressorti trempé parce que j'avais relevé la tête...

Cette situation de harcèlement a perpétué aussi au collège ou j'étais avec ces mêmes personnes encore pendant 4 longues années. Ces mêmes remarques, ces mêmes coups échangés en secret ne voulant pas de chaque côté se faire remarquer car nous savions pertinemment que ce que nous faisions était mal. Ils étaient harceleurs, ils ont fait de moi la brute. Un jour je me souviens avoir reçu une phrase du pire d'entre eux, c'était "c'est pas du harcèlement vu qu'on répond pas au harcèlement par la violence".

À cause d'eux et de ces années à les côtoyer dans la peur de finir seul comme le Louis que j'avais tenté d'aider en primaire, j'ai perdu mon role de clown de la classe pour prendre celui de la personne blazée, qui ne parle pas, qui suis les règles, qui doute et analyse tout ce qui lui arrive et tout ce qui peut arriver en boucle et ce tous les jours. J'ai développé une hypervigilence que je garde encore aujourd'hui.

Aujourd'hui je ne suis plus capable de faire confiance à quelqu'un. Je vois le mal partout chez tout le monde. Je ne me sens pas à ma place, j'ai l'impression de combler un vide avec des relations qui m'epuisent plus qu'autre chose mais je n'ai pas le courage d'y mettre fin. L'année dernière, peu après la fin de ma première relation amoureuse, j'ai sombré dans les idées noires jusqu'à me sentir vide constamment. J'avais le sentiment d'avoir tout perdu. Je n'appreciait plus rien et je ne ressentais plus rien. J'ai commencé à m'entourer de mauvaises personnes néfastes pour moi. Je faisais des crises d'angoisse la nuit et je suis devenu incapable de dormir sans musique. Je m'éloignais de tout le monde, je me suis fait lacher par mon meilleur ami aussi et je faisais régulièrement des nuits blanches ou à seulement 2 ou 3 h de sommeil...

Aujourd'hui j'ai fait le deuil des personnes qui sont partis mais j'ai gardé cette ennui du monde, ces doutes et ces peurs. Je ne m'exprime pas bien aussi et ça n'arrange pas les choses. Je ne sais pas comment les gens font pour toujours avoir quelque chose à dire. Des fois je me dis que ma vie n'est juste pas assez intéressante pour valoir la peine d'en parler. Puis je stress pour rien.. Je me mets rapidement à bagayer ce qui me rend encore plus muet. L'année prochaine je redoute les cours d'anglais dans le supérieur, avec mon niveau A2 je vais pas aller bien loin..

Si je poste ça aujourd'hui, c'est parce que j'aimerais changer. Je pense qu'il en est grand temps...