When the Bonus Died, the Jokes Died — And Why I’m Choosing to Become the Messenger
The weather was nasty. Seasons were changing… and so was our initiative. We were asked to do what needed to be done to accomplish the task. Sa...
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The weather was nasty. Seasons were changing… and so was our initiative. We were asked to do what needed to be done to accomplish the task. Sa...
I started in the oilfield in 2010. I still remember the first time I showed up to the yard and realized I wasn’t in “normal jobs” anymore. ...
I started in the oilfield in 2010. I still remember the first time I showed up to the yard and realized I wasn’t in “normal jobs” anymore. ...
I started in the oilfield in 2010. Back then, the paychecks guys were getting were insane. Even then, the old hands would say, “You should’ve s...
And I got winded fast. Not “this is a hard workout” winded. More like, “why is my chest talking back to me right now?” winded. That m...
Previously in the Secret Sauce Series, I walked through six pillars that keep me steady when life is heavy: • Sleep – because no rest means no ...
Previously in the Secret Sauce Series, I explored five pillars that keep me grounded: • Sleep – my “I love me day” and the alarms that force ...
Previously in the Secret Sauce Series, I’ve shared four pillars that keep my mind and body on track when life is chaotic: sleep, real food, hydratio...
Previously in the Secret Sauce Series, I shared how my basic training bunkmate and I turned thirty years of survival, brain injuries, bills and burnou...
Previously in the Secret Sauce Series, I shared how my basic training bunkmate and I took thirty years of survival, brain injuries, bills, and burnout...
Previously in the Secret Sauce Series, I shared how my basic training bunkmate and I took thirty years of survival, brain injuries, bills, and burnout...
Previously in the Secret Sauce Series, I shared how my basic training bunkmate and I took thirty years of survival, brain injuries, bills, and burnout...
Merry Christmas. If you’re anything like me, this time of year comes with two parallel realities: • On the outside: lights, gatherings, “Ha...
Men’s mental health, financial stress, and IRS back taxes are not abstract ideas to me. They’re personal. Three or four days ago, I got a call ...
Fatherhood, Estrangement, and Why I’m Writing Everything Down There’s a quiet revolution happening in the lives of men. You can see it in th...
Recently, I made a mistake. Not the cinematic kind. The everyday kind that stings precisely because it should have been avoidable. My mind was o...
When “Empathy” Turns into Ammo I dated someone once who, on the surface, did all the right things. She would lean in when I talked. She’d...
When “I’m Fine” Becomes a Life Script Most men don’t set out to be emotionally distant. It starts with small rehearsals. You swallow ...
Last Halloween, my phone lit up with the kind of invite I normally say yes to immediately. My friend Emily asked me to come out with a group to...
Last Thanksgiving, I wasn’t at work and I wasn’t at anyone’s table. I was in quarantine. MRSA had made its unwelcome return just days before...
In nearly every area of life — from our work to our relationships to our personal growth — feedback plays a defining role in how far and how fast ...
Some sunsets stop you mid-stride. They remind you that endings can still be beautiful—proof that even the day gets a chance to start over tomorro...
There’s a moment in every journey when you look back at how far you’ve climbed, when the path ahead seems as intimidating as the sheer cliff you j...
This morning I almost said no to coffee. Budget was tight, and I was seconds away from staying home. But something told me to go anyway. And I�...
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