I have been encouraged to open up on many occasions. The truth is I choose not to. And when I do its to people that I feel most comfortable with anyway. It’s a sad moment when you realise that trust is something that does not come as easily as you once knew. Instead of talking to people, I used to have a multitude of vices that took care of my deepest troubles. Drinking, drugs and exerting my body to physical pressure became a deadly mix that threw me off course. And yet I still maintain one concept in my life that every man needs in theirs. That a Vice is necessary.

For many its smoking, drinking, sex, drugs or any other form of habit that can ultimately kill you. For me its training. I find solitude in the gym. Call me a wannabe or a meat head but it is truth. There are so many annoying stresses that you encounter in your day to day life, that linger the back of your mind. In most cases you need something to get rid of it, to free yourself from the burden. Now I’m not saying that whatever we do is healthy, in fact a lifetime of witnessing strong people in my life victim themselves to whatever vice they choose makes me believe that it could quite possibly kill you. My point is this. Sometimes to escape the most intense situations in life, you need to do something bad. Thats were drugs and alcohol are justified. Thats why I choose not to judge anyone who decides to do either.

I come from a family who love their drinks. Scotch and wine bottles are stored in quantity in our kitchen and yet for those moments my dad drinks his wine or my brother has a glass of something I don’t say too much because I understand that life takes its toll. I chose a different path. I chose to physically tear myself down and start from scratch. Either way your digging deep to whatever the hell your mother gave you or trying to poison whatever is killing you from the inside. Being physical seemed like the easiest option. When you gain strength that your body can handle you forget that in the real world you aren’t as weak as you may think. I now know that the next guy probably wont be able to handle me, because I chose to let something that could potentially destroy me make me into something that can do things. Thoughts become things and using your every tool available will get you to where you want to go. Whether thats business, school or life in general.

Every man needs a vice. Too many lazy shits are sitting on their arses doing jack all and think they are ok because they have a job and some money in their pocket. The truth is you ain’t shit until you know what its like to stick your hands into your own waste and pull out something that you can use to benefit where you want to go.

That’s what’s called using every tool available to you. Because while drugs, alcohol and all kinds of undesirable habits may kill you, the reality is there probably allowing you to express yourself in a totally unforeseen way. For me i’d rather mutter under my breath while I grunt and cuss under the weight of a dumbbell or barbell but for everyone else that maybe different. Because if it doesn’t kill you, then why not use it?