If You’re an Asshole, That’s All You’ll Ever Know
I. The Brutal Mirror
Life is one long mirror.
Every word you spit, every action you take, every thought you feed — it bounces back. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But eventually.
You walk around pissed off, entitled, and judgmental, then wonder why life feels like a shitshow?
That ain’t fate.
That’s you.
I know, because I lived that cycle.
I told myself I was cursed.
Wrong place, wrong time.
Always the victim of someone else’s bullshit.
But when I stripped it down to the bone, the common denominator was staring back at me in the glass: me.
II. The Seduction of Anger
Being an asshole is easy at first.
It feels powerful.
Anger gives you energy.
It shields you from shame.
When you’re broken inside, it’s simpler to bite than to bleed.
To lash out instead of let in.
To carry rage instead of admit you’re scared out of your mind.
That’s the trick of it — anger makes you feel strong while it slowly hollows you out.
I didn’t know it then, but all that posturing was just armor cutting into my own skin.
And here’s the kicker: people around you don’t see the armor. They see the asshole.
They don’t know it’s fear underneath.
They just know you’re cold, hard, and mean.
III. Patterns That Poison
If every relationship ends in betrayal…
If every job feels like exploitation…
If every conversation turns into a fight…
At some point you’ve got to stop pointing outward and start asking: what energy am I carrying into the room?
Because the truth is, most assholes aren’t born.
They’re made.
They’re kids who got abandoned and learned to abandon first.
They’re kids who got shamed and learned to shame back.
They’re kids who were taught vulnerability is dangerous, so they built fortresses out of cruelty.
Problem is, once you grow up, those fortresses don’t protect you anymore.
They isolate you.
They choke you.
And they poison every good thing trying to get close.
IV. Victimhood in Disguise
Here’s the part nobody wants to admit:
A lot of assholes think they’re victims.
“It’s always something.”
“It’s always someone.”
“It’s never fair.”
I know those lines because I said them.
Over and over.
Like prayers to a god that didn’t exist.
Victimhood becomes a personality trait.
It becomes the story you tell yourself so you never have to change.
It’s easier to believe the world hates you than to believe you’re sabotaging yourself.
But victimhood is a trap.
And the more you feed it, the deeper it burrows.
V. The World Responds
Life doesn’t hand out miracles for free.
It reflects you.
Carry bitterness, you attract bitterness.
Carry cruelty, you attract cruelty.
Carry entitlement, you attract disappointment.
That’s not some mystical law of attraction shit. That’s human math.
People avoid assholes.
Opportunities slip past them.
Trust evaporates around them.
And then they sit alone wondering why nothing ever changes.
VI. The Hard Reset
So here’s the truth:
You don’t need a miracle.
You don’t need a savior.
You need to stop being the reason your own life feels like hell.
Leveling the fuck up isn’t about money or status.
It’s about accountability.
It’s looking dead-on at your reflection and admitting:
“I’m the one who keeps ruining my own life.”
That’s not weakness.
That’s strength.
Because once you own it, you can change it.
VII. The Invisible Work
Leveling up is invisible.
It’s not about Instagram quotes or some flashy reinvention story.
It’s about daily rewiring.
Choosing patience when rage is easier.
Offering kindness when cruelty feels safer.
Letting your pride die so your relationships can live.
It’s in the small shit nobody claps for:
holding the door open, tipping extra, telling the burned-out cashier, “I see you.”
Those moments don’t look like much.
But they are the soil where better lives grow.
VIII. The Fear of Softness
People think kindness is weakness.
I thought so too.
But kindness is the hardest damn thing you’ll ever do when you’ve been hurt.
It means lowering your armor.
It means risking rejection.
It means admitting you care.
And that’s terrifying when you’ve built your identity around not needing anyone.
But the alternative?
Living your whole life locked up in bitterness.
That’s not survival.
That’s self-destruction.
IX. The Real Level Up
The real level up is brutal.
It’s tearing down the walls you built.
It’s choking down your ego until you taste bile.
It’s breaking cycles your parents handed you like heirlooms.
It’s not glamorous.
It doesn’t get applause.
But it shifts everything.
Because if you stay an asshole, that’s all you’ll ever know.
But if you soften — even an inch — the whole map of your life starts to redraw.
X. Closing
So here’s where you stand:
Quit being a dick.
Quit treating people like shit because you’re drowning in your own pain.
Quit using your wounds as permission to wound others.
Do your part.
Be decent.
Level the fuck up.
Not tomorrow.
Now.
Love this one brother.
I like this straight shooting, no bull calling out of yourself - and holding up a mirror for others, just in case they see themselves in this. 💕