Do You Believe in Reinventing Yourself?

Alright for real. I’ll share a story about my personal change.
When I was younger, I got a job as a janitor at a well known university. One day, a professor posts a difficult math problem. I solve it anonymously. Later, I get in a bar fight and face jail time, but the professor intervenes, offering to help if I agree to work with him on math and see a therapist.
I meet the therapist and he helps me confront my troubled past. The professor tries to set me up with prestigious jobs, but I resist. I break up with the girl I recently met because I’m afraid of being vulnerable. The therapist encourages me to address my past trauma. I decide to leave a prestigious job and go to California to see about a girl.
Took a lot to share that. Thanks Bessie!

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I lost my Rokslide login creds once, created a new handle @realfatlander, then [mention]Ryan Avery [/mention]let me back into my OG account. Does that count?


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When I realized I was a man trapped in a woman's body I knew I had to make a change , so I did . Kicking and screaming I came out , wet , naked , and pissed off with a woody .
It was my birthday , I've been that way pretty much ever since , 66 years of "Man what a ride"...
 
Question remains, can Bessie get a character of Rokslide on the back of a single post?

Little more info needed


Need some Google sleuths to try to turn up a little more info, favorite color, favorite camo/backpack/caliber.

Oh, and a trigger, gotta find what triggers them
 
Thanks for sharing this — it really resonates. Change is definitely one of those things that feels different for everyone, but it’s something we all go through in one way or another. Reinvention, even in the smallest ways, can be a powerful step toward growth. It’s not always easy, but it’s often necessary.

I think what you said about change not meaning something was “wrong” really hits home. Sometimes we outgrow situations, habits, or even relationships that once felt like the right fit. It’s not about regret, but about recognizing who you are now and where you’re headed. That awareness can be both freeing and a little intimidating.

Personally, I’ve found that the fear that comes with change usually signals that I’m stepping into something meaningful. It forces me to slow down and get honest with myself. And while it doesn’t always feel comfortable, the clarity that follows is worth it. I’m still learning to embrace that discomfort instead of running from it.

It’s great to have spaces like this to reflect and share openly. Hearing how others navigate change helps remind me that we’re all figuring it out in our own ways. Looking forward to seeing what stories come up here.

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I started reading this and thought “oh no, she got Ferrule. He was one of the good ones…”

You had me there in the first half.
 
Hey everyone,


Let’s talk about change — the kind you choose, not the one life throws at you. Have you ever looked at your routine, your mindset, or even your circle and thought, “This isn’t me anymore”?


I’ve been there. And honestly, it’s scary. But I think part of becoming the ultimate is learning when it’s time to grow out of old versions of yourself. Not because they were wrong, but because they no longer fit who you’re becoming.


Reinvention doesn’t have to be drastic. It could be setting new boundaries, picking up a new habit, changing your look, or even shifting the way you speak to yourself. Sometimes it’s quiet and slow, sometimes bold and fast — but either way, it’s powerful.


So, have you ever reinvented yourself? Or are you in that space right now? What did you learn from it? I’d love to hear how others handle the fear and freedom that comes with change.


Let’s have a real conversation — no filters, no judgment.

I’ll go, 2 years ago I was a fat alcoholic asshole, I was neither a good husband, father, or role model. I woke up at 10 am one morning to my wife crying saying she was worried about me and my health and the example I was setting for my kids.

It hit me hard, I realized I was drinking away my time with them and my family. Put the bottle down that day and besides a couple random beers, I’ve been sober since. I’ve lost 50lbs, run about 10 -20 miles a week and work out 5 days a week. I went from barely being able to wake up for work and sleeping in until 10am every weekend to up by 630 every day. I cherish every moment with my family and am a better father, worker, and role model.

I’m still an asshole, but I’m a better asshole than I used to be.

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I’ll go, 2 years ago I was a fat alcoholic ass hole, I was neither a good husband, father, or role model. I woke up at 10 am one morning to my wife crying saying she was worried about me and my health and the example I was setting for my kids.

It hit me hard, I realized I was drinking away my time with them and my family. Put the bottle down that day and besides a couple random beers, I’ve been sober since. I’ve lost 50lbs, run about 10 -20 miles a week and work out 5 days a week. I went from barely being able to wake up for work and sleeping in until 10am every weekend to up by 630 every day. I cherish every moment with my family and am a better father, worker, and role model.

I’m still an asshole, but I’m a better ass hole than I used to be.

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Well you know, admitting you're an asshole is the first step. :D
 
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For some reason i read that in a thick boston accent
Awright, fuh real. Lemme tell ya ‘bout some changes I been through.

Back when I was youngah, I got a gig as a janitah at this wicked smaht university. One day, this professah puts up some brutal math problem—I end up solvin’ it on the down low. Then I get myself inta a bah fight, almost end up doin’ time, but the professah steps in. Says he'll help me out if I agree ta work with him on the math and see some kinda shrink.

So I meet the therapist, guy’s got a way of makin’ me face some tough stuff from my past. Professah keeps pushin’ me towards these big-time gigs, but I ain’t buyin’ it. Then, I meet this girl—real special—but I get wicked nervous ‘bout openin’ up, so I push her away. Therapist tells me I gotta deal with my old wounds, so I wise up. I turn down the fancy job, hop in my cah, and book it to California—gotta see ‘bout a girl.

Took a lot ta say all that. Thanks, Bessie.

Thanks AI-Tony aka fngTony fuh the translation and what not.
 
Trying to progress another project first, but it’s not catching on just yet…

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