25 Days Of Blogging Day 15: Get The Game Of Life: Why You Must NOT Be Gameless in This World (And How to Get It)

Do you have game? Are you a student of the game? Perhaps a master of it. You might be asking “what is game”. Or, you do “know” what game is, but you have the wrong idea of it. To start, despite popular belief, game is not the act of manipulation (of others). Game isn’t just about trying to pull as many women as you can at the club to sleep with (although that also is a type of game). Game is simply the mastery of oneself (emotions, money, self-improvement, uplifting those in your life, etc.). Game is awareness of the world, the rules of it, and the different levels.

Think of this game I’m talking about as a role-playing game. You, the main character, must level yourself up through grinding for experience. You net experience points so that you can level up. You level up so you can upgrade yourself. You upgrade yourself so you can tackle different scenarios without issues.

Rather than being a worker, you learn the game of your industry so you can become your own boss within that industry. Rather than be a consumer of podcasts and YouTube shows, you learn the game of podcasting or YouTubing so you can produce your own podcast or YouTube channel show.

Having game is incredibly important as life itself is a game. Like a game, there’s rules, levels, players, and experiences in this world. If you don’t have game, then it’s easier for others to take advantage of you. If that does happen, you’ll get game, but by the hard way – and by that time – it’s too late.

So, how do you get game and why do you need it? Let me explain.

“Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain’t no trick no more, the world is a game to be played”
–Tupac, Starring At The World Through my Rearview

You must get game because in life, you’ll deal with different people and situations. You must be able to read people and have an understanding of human nature. We live in a world where, unfortunately, people are utterly selfish. They do not care how they obtain their goals – even if it means through manipulating others. Somebody might trick you into doing something for them in exchange for a payout. They fill your head with grandiose visions like a lead role in a film, a luxurious lifestyle, beautiful women, whatever they can to get you to do it. You wind up doing it only to realize they were lying to you to get something out of you without a return from their end.

However, if you got game, then you could had read through their lies. Something in your gut would had went off telling you “hey, this don’t sound right.” That gut reaction would had led you into avoiding that situation.

Game is especially needed when you’re growing in your career. As you grow, so does your income. The higher your income, the more likely that you’ll become a target to others who want what you build for yourself. Family members who haven’t talk to you in years trying to weasel their way in your life. Gold-digging women who attempt to get into an relationship with you for your cash. Fake friends who try to latch onto your riches and hang on to you until they can drain you dry. You’ll know when people are coming up to you just for their selfish reasons.

Being laced with game means leverage. You can set yourself up to receive the best outcome of a state of affair(s). People won’t try to have you sign a messed up contract. Instead, you use contract negotiations skills that you learned overtime to get the best deal possible. You go straight for your money in the highest value.

Developing game is a great confidence builder. Being aware of who you are as a person can not only help you understand both your flaws and faults, but even embrace them. In addition, awareness and the handling of your weakness means people can’t take advantages of them. If one of your weakness is that you react emotionally when somebody says something negative, learn how to react logically. Cold-hearted if you must. Why? Because when you’re emotional, people can get one over on you (plus, being emotional makes you weak).

By knowing yourself through game, you will know of your strengths. Strength give you an edge over others who are weak in certain areas. If your biggest strength is your verbal and communication skills, you can use that skill to draw others to you; especially since we live in a world where everyone is stuck to their smartphones and can only communicate through technology. Let these idiots be absorbed by their social media apps while you’re living better through real human interactions

Finally, having game helps you grow into a better person.

As a better person, you feel more confident with yourself. Others will see the high levels of confidences within you and will approach you. They want to know why you’re so confident. Maybe your high levels of confidence will rub off on them. People want to be around those who exhibit high self-worth and self-esteem because it’s attractive and sexy. You are much more happier with life due to you becoming a better person. There’s less stress with more game obtained. You are unknown to fears because you know fear will hold you back. The better your game, the better you are as a person.

Now, how do you get game?

There are three ways. First, learn from those who are experienced with the game you want to learn. Spend time with them and see what they know. Example: If you’re a podcaster who wants to improve their audio game, spend some time with an audio engineer. See what microphones he or she are using to produce radio quality audio on the airwaves. Ask questions such as “Why is such-and-such audio mixer superior over this one for podcasting reasons?”

Hang out with podcasters in your city – even if they don’t cover similar topics as you. Just because you talk about anime on your podcast while the other guy covers financial topics doesn’t mean you can’t learn from him. Who knows? One day, your anime podcast might blow up to the point it’s your main source of income. You will need to know how to manage your money and up your financial know how In return, he might discover new anime that he’ll sit down and watch on his downtime.

Second, there are tons of resources out there in the digital and real world that will help you get game. Schools. Tutors. Books. Libraries. Online tutorials. You name it. If you want to learn Japanese and Spanish because you notice your blog have viewers readers from Japan and Mexico, go for it. Look up how to speak Japanese on YouTube. Listen to Japanese podcasters. Go on Cragislist to see who can tutor you in Spanish. If you want to learn about the law, you can go to the local library and pick up law books so the criminal “justice” system won’t screw you over.

Finally, the last and best way to learn game is to go out in the world and experience the game for yourself. Scared of talking to girls? Grow some balls, go to a bar – by yourself – and approach a girl sitting alone at the bar. If you truly want to learn Spanish, work at a kitchen where the workers speak nothing but Spanish. Instead of living vicariously through vlogs of people experience a major convention like Anime Expo, Comiket, or Dragon*Con, you can go there yourself.

Sooner or later you are going to have to leave your comfort zone and experience this game for yourself. Trust me: It’s much better. You learn how the world works by being in it – not by sitting at home and analyzing situations. So please, go out there and get some game.

Because…

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO NOT HAVE GAME

People will take advantage of you. If there’s a naïve air about you, people will manipulate it for their ill gains. Being gameless means that people can run their game on you and you wouldn’t even know it until it’s too late. You’ll always be stuck at the bottom with no chance of growth.

So please, learn some game.

Until next time

-Yuki The Snowman

RESOURCES ON GETTING GAME:
Tariq Nasheed: Get The Game or The Game Will Get You (video)

Alpha Male Strategies: How Important Is “Game”? (video)

illacertus: 48 Laws of Power Summary (video)

By Yuki The Snowman Posted on December 18, 2019

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25 Days of Blogging Day 14: Discipline: And Why I Should Had Been Focused in My 20s

Hello dear readers and friends,

I’m glad to announce that I’m half-way through my “25 Days of Blogging” goal . Constantly writing article after article for the past 14 days or so been a joy for me as it has instilled much needed discipline for myself as I churn out written content nearly each day.

I say “nearly” because for the past two days or so, I’ve been slacking a bit. By now, I should had been up to Day 16, not Day 14. This is due to working a hectic Holiday schedule at my job. Christmas is less than a week away. People want to buy gifts for their love ones. Working at a retail store means most of my time is eaten up by the Holiday work week. Some days, usually weekends, I am tired and my sleep schedule becomes weird. I need about 6-9 hours a night for sleep, or I’m going to be drained for the workday instead of alert.

Twenty-year-old me could pull a 11 hour workday followed by banging out an article all night; going to bed at 2am or 3am instead of 9pm or 10pm. Me, at age thirty? I would hate life if I pulled that knowing I need my rest (or change my diet and reduce time on everything). Now, that I think about it, it’s my fault that I’m in this situation. I always knew I’d hate working for somebody else, even as a youth.

Let’s go back twenty years ago. Yuki: Age 10.

“So you’re going to play with an orchestra when you grow up?”
“Nah. I rather be a solo act than work for an orchestra. More freedom for me to travel the world alone.”

Fast forward seven years later. Yuki: Age 17.

“You wanna work for a video game company if you get into game design in college?”
“Nope. I make my own game company instead after college through networking with others globally.”

Man, young Yuki was smart. Then, due to fears and insecurities, he listened to the wrong people who had his “best” interested in mind.
Translation: I should have gotten the game before letting the game get me.

I felled into the rat race. Went straight to college over the workforce. Should had entered the workforce and generated income eariler. Even my teacher warned me that it would be better for me to go into the workforce and networking through the workforce, then, either deccing if I wanted to do college to get my degree, or never go into college and grow within an industry, then leave it after learning skills. Being the idiot that I was, I listened to my parents over my teacher. Big “mistake” full of fruitful lessons after college – and I learned the lessons after I had dropped out of college — not at college.

Long story short to be covered in the future: Entered college after high school. Me, somewhat sheltered naive kid from a Black Christian household (Pentecostal Christian…yea), discovers weed, drinking, and the party life style of college. Add to that, discovering anime conventions around this time. I had no discipline for anything – school included. Started skipping classes. Grades slipped. Got into debt. Had to pay debts off. Went back to school. “This is it! I won’t fuck up as last time!” Start fucking up again. Repeat.

Decided to enter the workforce full time three years after that. I also did school, but took a lighter load of only class a semester (English one semester, audio the second, and Japanese 101 the last). Did much better. Plus, I cut off all the people who never had my best interest in mind because they were doing the same shit everywhere and weren’t aware of it. I enjoyed working for a bit, but I was lacking one particular thing: discipline. I could be a good worker when I wanted to, but distractions got in the way. More money meant more “options”.

Instead of saving my money to build what I want (hardware for recording music, a laptop, etc.that would put me on a path of having my own), I spent money on short-term pleasure: smoking weed, alcohol, video games, fast food, hanging out with friends, going to conventions. You name it. I guess I was making up for “lost” time that I didn’t have in high school (always studying, not being allowed to have a job until I kept my grades up: so no funds for what I wanted). Eventually, as I got older, I realized that maybe I should had saved up and done this wild shit later rathe.

At 30, I’ve come to realized that I played myself and betrayed my younger self’s goals of never working for anyone but myself. I let the game get me, rather than getting game. My lack of discipline got the best of me. Sure, I needed a job to survive, but what I should had done in my college days was work on myself, build a network with like minded people, and dropped out of college much earlier.

Or never went to college in the first place and entered the work field as soon as graduated high school. If I went into the work force straight out of high school, started business building earlier (due to the lack of distractions) I would be writing this blog post somewhere in Ethiopia chilling in the Motherland, Japan while I’m getting ready to report on Winter Comiket, England just because, or Los Angeles as a digital nomad traveling the world. Hell, I would have anime conventions fly me out and pay for my hotel rooms as a guest at their convention because they love my analytical blog posts on anime (okay, that’s a bit wishful thinking)

Instead, I’m just now planting the seeds to escape the rat race – seeds that should had been planed back in 2008 – not 2017. But, better late than never as they say. Some people wake up at age 18. Some, age 27. However, for all I know, this was supposed to happen. Maybe I was suppose to fuck up in my 20s so I know what I shouldn’t do in my 30s.

Perhaps the universe wanted me to be aware of shitty people in my 20s that I brought into my life due to my lack of discipline and fears of not being social so I have the information, knowledge, and tools to make sure worse people wouldn’t enter my 30s as I’m business building. It’s cool, I needed life to kick my ass a couple of times to discipline my mind. I needed to be careless in my youth so I don’t be as reckless in my later years. Thankfully, I haven’t done anything to completely fuck my 20s up, so I can take a lot of risks that the average late 20/early 30 something can’t.

Plus, they say your 30s is the true best time of your life – not your 20s.

Until Next Time.

-Yuki The Snowman.

By Yuki The Snowman Posted on December 16, 2019

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25 Days of Blogging Day 5: Social Media: The New Age Drug (Part 1)

I have a question for those who are 25+ of age: Do you remember a time when social media didn’t exist? A time where cellphones were either comically massive or barely small enough to fit in your pocket? A time when cellphones could only browse on certain websites and do emails due to limitations. Performing a video chat on phones was merely a pipe dream that you only saw in futuristic sci-fi movies. The internet existed, but it was limited to dial-up phone lines; no “invisible” WiFi connections. Limited to computers; not phones.

It was a time where the only means of talking with with others from across towns or across the globe online was through message boards, websites, chat rooms, and emails. That was our “social media”. Our social commutations came from – wait for it – going outside and interacting with others.

We lacked technological distraction. In fact, using technology as a means to netted you the label of a social impaired nerd. If you wanted to talk reckless to somebody, you actually needed a pair of balls or ovaries to step up to a person you didn’t like and fight them (keyword: fight, not dox/swat or pull a gun and kill them on them on some bitch shit)

Then, the 2000s hit.

The 2000s brought along broadband internet connection (killing the dial-up game), the dot-com bubble burst, an everlasting slew of message boards, chat-rooms, and of course, social media. Computers and internet services became cheaper: increasing the ease of access for both items. Japanese electronics company Sony brought board band online gaming to the world in 2001 with the PlayStation 2. Their Western competitor, Microsoft dropped XBOX Live in 2002. A year later, MySpace – one of the original social media websites launched followed by Facebook in 2004.

Within the first four years of the 2000s decades, the seeds of social networking where planted; paving the way for others companies to create their own social networks such as Bebo, Black Planet, and Gaia Online. Facebook of course, would grow into the innovating but social destructive juggernaut that would plague humanity today.

In unison, phone technology evolved with the internet, computer technology, and social media. No longer were phones’ internet services were limited to only email a select few web pages. Overtime, you could browse full web pages without flaunt. You could chat with your friends using your phone’s camera (a feat only seen with computers’ webcams). Social media websites such as Facebook and Twitter created their own apps for phones. The phones themselves became cheaper and more powerful; easing access for consumers – like their computer counterparts did years prior.

Here were things took a turn for the worse.

Let me say this: technology and social media are amazing tools – if they’re kept it as that: tools. You use tools. You don’t let tools use you. Alas, society has allowed itself to be used by these tools. Social media was meant to connect people with friends, family, business prospects, consumers, et cetera. But, as I stated earlier, gaining access to these tools became easy. Too easy in fact (you simple, entry level smartphone from Net10 or Tracfone have social media apps).

People started to figure out a few things:

The internet allowed them to paint a fictional story of their lives.
Strangers and friends alike could like your content
Social media is a highlight reel

When you combine those three, you create a dangerous issue for humanity. Let’s be real: whenever we get a like or a comment on the content we created, we get a sense of joy (me included). And isn’t an one-time deal. The more content you produce for social media, the more likely you will have people liking and commenting on it. This creates a near endless cycle of producing content for likes – may it be real or false. The more likes you get, the more “happy” you are.

That’s a dopamine effect. You know, dopamine: the same chemical in your brain that reacts to drugs such as marijuana, coke, heroine, ketamine, etc. Social media is a drug; a legal drug at that. You don’t need to go to a shady black market dealer to get it. Just need a device with internet connection and content to post. And, as with any other drug, once the effects are gone, you need even more. Your next fix. The urges are stronger. It’s hard to break away from the drug.

Ever notice when you aren’t getting likes and comments from people who think they should stroke your ego every chance you get when you post something? You feel angry, moody, and depressed. So, you start to post even more mindless, pointless content in hopes that somebody will like your stupid stuff so you can get that high again. You even start refreshing your page thinking that it will help. It’s like a druggie indulging in more drugs to get that dopamine fix again.

When that doesn’t work anymore, you feel empty. You feel empty so you go in search for something to fill the void. It becomes an addiction.

And addictions are dangerous.

Until next time,
-Yuki The SnowMan

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By Yuki The Snowman Posted on December 5, 2019

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“No Way I Can Stay At The Same Level”

At the beginning of the Dragon Ball Super Movie: Broly trailer, Whis asks Goku why he seeks further power (than he already has). Goku replies that battling in the Tournament of Power has opened his eyes; understanding that there’s no way he can remind at his current level. This is typical of Goku. Every time he encounters powerful warriors on his journey, he gets inspired to better himself. Despite having marvelous power, Goku realizes that it’s not enough.

He must always seek to improve himself.

I’m not a Goku fan. He’s a bland, average Shounen battle anime/manga main character. Yet, I can’t help but admire his drive to better himself. He loves to fight against those who are stronger than him. He’s willing to learn from those who may not have much strength, but are masters at techniques he’s curious about (the Kaioken from King Kai, The Mafuba from Master Roshi, and Instant Transmission from the Yardrats). Goku is always learning. Always improving.

Listening to Goku’s response, I couldn’t help but feel a relation to his words. ‘No way I can’t stay at the same level I am now.’. I’m all for self-improvement and bettering yourself (beyond your current talents and levels). You should always work your ass off to reach new heights no matter what. Life isn’t fun if you remain where you at. If you want the best things for yourself, you have to level up no matter what; may it be learning a new skill, working on your purpose/passion, or traveling to a new city you have yet to explore.

In early July of 2018, I was in Los Angeles for Anime Expo (AX) and to see what the city has to offer to travelers wishing to explore it. As I scoured the city soaking in the culture, I fell in love instantly. The blend of multi-cultural natives and travelers speaking in their native tongue. Fashion heads donning their outlandish appeals without fear of (too much) judgment. Massive, striving businesses bringing income for the city. The ocean breeze cooling down the warm city. People minding their own business and not mean mugging (like in my hometown). Entertainment surrounding the area at each turn. World level cosplayers showcasing their talents. The crowded convention venue filled up by passionate otakus. Witnessing all of inspired me to do better in life. I want more from it.

There’s no way I can stay at the same level I’m at now.

My visit to Los Angeles changed my life. Extreme? Yep. But, you something extreme to happen to you if you want to change. I spoke about this in a previous post, but seeing that gigantic Fate/Grand Order poster towering over the Wells Fargo bank in Downtown L.A. sparked an inspiration fire within me. It brought a huge smile to my face. Not because I’m a Fate fan, but because it served a reminder to me that even the most popular, beloved series had to start from the bottom( to reach the top).

The Fate series started out as a bit of a niche yet popular visual novel in Japan. While beloved in Japan, it took years for the love to reach Western fanbases (sans the small circle of Western fans who love the visual novel) to the heights we are seeing today. Type-Moon (the creative force behind the fate series) had to put in the years of hard and smart work to reach their current levels in the otaku world. And it paid off.

If they can put in that hard work to reach the top, so can I.

Since I’m on the topic of visual novels, I was at a Doki Doki Literature Club (DDLC) cosplay meet up during AX (cosplaying as a last minute genderswap version of Monika) on Days 2 and 4. As the meetups were wrapping up, Dan Salvato (creator of DDLC), came through and chat it up with the fans. The fans (including myself) show nothing but love and support for the dude.

I was able to talk to him about how the character Yuri have impacted me the most out of the four characters (as I used to shut myself out from others and not talk about my love due to being teased and bullied for them like Yuri herself). He brought up how Yuri (as well as Natsuki) was based off his childhood experiences which made me appreciate both characters more (since I got a little deeper understanding on how they came to life).

Again, I was inspired by the love he was receiving and how he showed the love back. Like with the Fate/Grad Order poster, that experience showed me why I must get on my grind to produce content that people will love. If I can create something that can inspire others and want to better their lives, then I have finally done my job for the world.

Hard work pays off.

Me with Dan Salvato after the DDLC meetup at Anime Expo

Outside the convention, my friend and I were invited to an Anime Expo Discord chat meetup at an outdoor bar (forgot the name of it). As we drank and chop it up with everyone, one of the guys brought up how it’s goofy that some weeaboos will spend thousands and thousands of dollars to fly out to L.A., buy a convention badge, and hotel costs just to go to the convention and not explore the city to see what it has to offer. Our (my friend and I) faces lit up and nodded in agreement, as we had a talk about this while we were smoking hours earlier. While the main goal was to attend Anime Expo, we were more excited to explore the city. If you’re going to a city for an anime conventions and nothing else, you’re an idiot.

After the meetup, my friend and I went to be some little degenerates and smoke some legal weed. As we smoke, we reflect on our new friend’s words and how we’re truly making it; as we met like-minded people who understand why we can’t be around those who put limits on themselves.

A sign of progress.

(Below: Spoils from Little Tokyo)

Spoils from Little Tokyo

Exploring L.A. outside the con gave me the chance to talk to people from not only L.A. but from all over the world. One gentleman whom I spoke with was a dude born in China who moved to the New Jersey area in his youth and then to L.A. when he got older. We spoke about our home cities and compared it to L.A. He didn’t like living out there as, in his words “people in L.A. are rude assholes and there’s always some nonsense going on compared to New Jersey.”. I told him St. Louis was the same but couldn’t see how L.A. was that bad (granted I was only a visitor and not somebody who was living in the city,).

A day before I left L.A., I spoke with a rather liberal Middle Eastern women for a bit. She was an L.A. native who guessed that my friend and I weren’t locals due to our mannerism. Apparently, those who are native to the L.A. area tend to be assholes, but (depending on where they from), travelers and tourists are kind and aren’t on any bullshit. I had to agree with her on that. It felt that those who weren’t locals or born in L.A. seem chill and laid back while the rest were niggas who clearly didn’t get whoop by somebody when they got out of line.

During a weed run, my boy and I ran into a street rapper, Chase, who wanted us to give him a topic to freestyle about. After his freestyle, we started talking about where we from. Come to find out, Chase was a fellow Mid-Western from Chicago who visited St. Louis from time to time. He came to Califorina to connect with other rappers to network with other rappers and build his brand. I am not that much of a spiritual person, but I can’t help to think that meeting was the universe telling me something about even if I try to leave home for a while, home will find me. But this was a positive experience. Three Midwestern’s finding each other on the West Coast and speaking about our journeys and what we want out of it.

As time passed on and I traveled, I wanted more out of not only L.A. itself, but for me as a person. There’s something magical about that city. I can’t put my finger on it, but it brought out something in me that I knew was there – I just needed something to draw it out. Maybe it was that Fate/Grand Order that was the trigger. Perhaps talking to a creator and seeing the love he got brought it out. Could it be that me getting out of my hometown caused all of this? I dunno.

What I do know is that if I want this again, then I can’t stay at the same level I am now.

By Yuki The Snowman Posted on July 31, 2018

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Your Nerd Hobbies Didn’t Get You Rejected: It Was You

You gotta love bitter nerds. Ever since the emergence of nerd culture in mainstream culture, pathetic, dusty nerds have come out with their sob stories on women rejecting them (for being nerdy). You may have come across such stores like “Anime was the reason why women never like me” or “Now that comic books are popular ya wanna join the hype train but ya weren’t down with me back in high school!” If these sob stories describe your experience with women, then you need to hear the truth. You weren’t rejected because you like anime or video games. You got rejected because of you and you alone. Blaming your nerd hobbies only mean that you don’t have the courage to admit that you suck.

Let me explain why – because you losers need a wakeup call.

I know it’s hard to admit fault (for your rejection), but hear me out. The rejections happened because of your flaws. You’re a boring ass person lacking charisma. The girl you wanted like men who can wow her with their confidence and social skills – which you clearly lacked. Who wants a relationship with a man whose personality is that of the mundane Yuki Nagato off The Melancholy Haruhi Suzumiya combined with the unbearable stoic Obi-Wan from Star Wars Episode 1.

Next, your horrid appearance landed you that denial. You fucking stink. You smell like pure unwashed swamp ass. The last time you took a bath or put on deodorant was when Half-Life 3 came out. Your crusty dry lips are begging you to apply Carmex on them. You’re out here sporting disastrous, greasy unkempt hair. That doesn’t make you look cute. It makes you look like the three-way fusion of Post Malone, Digibro, and Mick Foley/Mankind. And that’s pretty nasty my man (no disrespect to the greats Digibro and Mick Foley). And your fashion sense boy! Did you really think rockin’ a fedora, a button down Dragon Ball Z shirt, and New Balance shoes was gonna get you some women?

How dense are you?

Enough your shit tier looks. Let’s talk your blame game. That shit’s weak. Yes, people are shallow and won’t date you over hobbies. That’s okay. I doubt you would date a normie girl with normie interests. With that said, wasting your life playing video games, jackin’ off to ero anime, and reading slice-of-life manga all day long as hobbies are turn-offs to some. Honestly, that’s boring. Nobody wants to hang around with a boring person like you. Find other things to enjoy, like watching live-action television, going out to the movies, reading things that aren’t manga.

Liking nerdy interests alone doesn’t make you special: It makes you uninteresting.

Gotta love bitter nerds. I mean, really. You can’t help but laugh at them for blaming their hobbies and others for their shortcomings. Are you amazed at how they can’t see their own faults and improve on them? Because I am. Look, if you are a nerd who does these things, you need to work on yourself and stop playing the blame game. Take a shower. Have confidence in yourself. Go update your fashion game. Indulge in cool shit other than nerdy shit.

Just stop crying.

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By Yuki The Snowman Posted on February 23, 2018

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Why Friends and Love Ones Won’t Support You

On February 07^th, 2018, video surfaced of high school football prospect Jacob Copeland signing with the University of Florida – expanding the young man’s football career. As he proudly made his choice with friends and family members supporting him, Copland’s mother (sporting an University of Alabama shirt and University of Tennessee hat) stormed off from the stage. It’s clear that she disapproves her son’s choice. What should had been one of Copeland’s greatest day of his life quickly turned both awkward and sad as he held back tears in the national spotlight.

His mother deserted him for his passion.

This is an all too common case of parents disapproving and shamming their child’s choices and passion. Parents (especially in the black community) want their children to follow their predetermined path. Should their child decide to walk their own life’s path, the parent will take offense. If you’d ever experienced this with your own parents, then you can relate to Jacob’s situation. It’s bad enough for haters and naysayers to doubt your dreams, but they hate and naysaying comes from a parent, the emotional pain is unbearable.

You want your parents to accept and approve of your goals and dreams.

For us in the arts (performing, visual, etc.) and entrepreneurship, we’re often are bombarded by certain family member’s disapproval for taking a path with no security and little-to-no money. We’re told that our dreams are stupid, too grandiose, senseless, and what not. They cannot see the vision we hold for ourselves. They rather want you to become a doctor, a lawyer, or teacher. You know, average jobs with securities that average Americans love to brag about having. It’s worse if you are from family line with doctors and lawyers. The moment you decide to do you and not them, it’s all bad from there.

You’re a shameful outcast in their eyes.

Fear is also a possibility. They fear that your growth will eclipse them. If you were to achieve great success, it’d make them feel insecure about their failures. They hate themselves for failing and giving up, so they want to bash your dreams. Their (hidden) jealously, hatred, and envy flare up when a successful family member make their moves. They can’t stand the fact that love one was able to become a success while they’re a complete and utter loser.

They loathe that person because they’re a reminder of what they could had become.

Love ones may not get your vision. They can’t understand how you have these wild fantasies you want to turn into reality. Your love ones want you see want you strive for overnight, not understanding that success takes years (as they say, an overnight success is ten years) Because they know you for years, they know your process – not your progress. As a result, when you bring up your dreams, they laugh because they can’t seem to understand why you of all people want to keep on doing you.

But you have to keep doing you no matter what.

To conclude, your love ones will not support you on your dreams because they do not see security in your path. Some wish they had your confidence and drive to push themselves through for a future yet seen. It’s crazy to think that love ones won’t support you and your drive, but it happens. It’s hard, trust me, but you have to keep pushing. You need to push out the htoughts of the naysayers of your family aside.

Never listen to them. Never let their fears and hatred impact you.

By Yuki The Snowman Posted on February 9, 2018