“You gotta way of cutting through it all.” – Sassed12Many, on my latest video of “When You Want For Nothing.”
I’ve always tried to pride myself on cutting through the bullshit. That’s because I’ve seen and read enough fluff over the years to kill a horse and to take many lifetimes to go through.
I’ve always been a voracious reader. I’ve read a lot of books on a lot of different subjects. Most of those books are decent on the topics that they cover, but I’m always looking for “the nugget.”
The Nugget: That little piece of wisdom, content, or advice that you can put to use in your life.
Most books I have read use a lot of flowery language, fluff talk, and basically take chapters to say what could have been said in a paragraph or two. A lot of what is called, “filler.” Lately I’ve been noticing the same thing in tutorial videos. Guys rambling on for 10 or 15 minutes before getting to the point. I don’t care about why you created the fucking video, I don’t need your life story, just show and tell me what it is that I’m looking for.
“Click here, tab over there, fill the box in here, hit the save button, then close out. Done.”
That’s what I look for in my tutorials and in most of my non-fiction literature as well. Teach me a skill in as few and as simplistic steps as possible so that I can implement whatever it is and then get on with my life.
I cut through the bullshit because I don’t want to waste my time. I’ve got shit to do. As far back as I can remember, I’ve always been like that. I can be so blunt sometimes that people get intimidated by it and sometimes take offense to it.
“Geez, it’s ‘My way or the Highway’ with you.”
No, it’s not. You asked a question and you got an answer. Sorry not sorry that I didn’t fluff it and sugarcoat it for you.
If you didn’t want to know, don’t ask me.
Part of the reason that I think that I’m this way is because of what happened back in 2015 and then at the end of 2018. Late November or early December of 2015 is when I found out that my Mother had stage 4 ovarian cancer.
I remember I was at my second job, talking to a girl I was seeing at the time, when my Dad called. He said that he had taken my Mom to the hospital and that he needed to speak to me, but wanted to do it face-to-face. I asked him what was wrong and he wouldn’t tell me until I could see him in person. That wasn’t going to happen until the next day.
I got off the phone with him and called my Mom instead and asked her what the hell was going on. She gave it to me straight. Stage 4 ovarian cancer. It didn’t look good for her.
My Mom died in September of 2018 from complications from that cancer and my ex-girlfriend broke up with me two weeks before my Mom died.
If I can survive those things, I can take anything you want to throw at me. It literally doesn’t get worse than a major break up followed almost immediately by a death. Yet I’m still here. I’m still standing. I literally survived the worst thing that could happen to me.
So I can cut through it all. I don’t mince words very often because I have no need to. I can take whatever you have to throw at me, because what is worse than two “deaths” back to back? Maybe three or four “deaths” back to back? You know what? If that happens I’ll survive them too.
I don’t think I’m “bulletproof,” but I’m damn close. You don’t get that way living with your head in the sand and wanting someone to hold your hand. You get it from living life, getting the wind knocked out of you, getting knocked on your ass a time or two, and then getting back up and dusting yourself off.
I “cut through it all” because I know myself for the most part. I cut through it all because that is all I’ve ever wanted other’s to do for me. Just say it to me straight. Hit me right between the eyes with it. It’s okay. It may knock the wind out of me, but unless it kills me, I’ll get back up and dust myself off. And if it kills me, then all of my problems are over and I don’t need to worry now, do I?
Now I write blog posts and create videos where I hopefully “cut through it all.” I want to give what I know about a certain topic to you, the reader or watcher, as short, sweet, and to the point as possible. I’m hoping you learn from my mistakes and my successes as well and that you find “the nugget” in it that you can take and apply to your lives.
I’m giving it to you the way that I have always someone to give it to me. Straight and to the point. No bullshit.
According to Sassed12Many, I’m succeeding in that. Thank you for the feedback, Good Sir, it’s much appreciated.