Michael Smoak

all I do is recall words.

It was like a purpose-built curse just for me.

Like somebody had designed a malady only to impact the things that I needed to do.

I could have been a lumberjack and I'm sure I would have been tired, but I would have still been able to chop wood.

Not this job.

That was not good.

The single biggest lesson that I learned throughout all of that.

One that comes to mind is

One that comes to mind is recognizing the fact that the people around you really do want to help.

And that sounds like a very basic bitch insight.

But I think a lot of people, especially if you're the competent one in your friend group, if you listen to podcasts like mine, watch content like yours, you're teaching your friends.

From the outside, you look like you've got it all together.

You're probably a leader in some form or another, or maybe you have a good education, or you go to the gym and you sort your life out, and your friends are the fat messes.

Not you.

Your friends are the fat messes.

And that often, I think, makes it almost intimidating for our friends to help us.

Because you go, what am I going to tell Michael?

He's got it all together.

How can I step in and say, hey, man, you...

You seem a little, are you okay?