Don’t worry about it.
It will pass.
Are you ok?
Need me to do something for you to help you out with this matter if I can?
I am here for you my friend.
I will not hesitate to help you with anything and we can get many others involved if needed. Just say the word so we can see you in a safe place and back to smiling brother.
Just say the word. No pressure. Just want to make sure you are ok.
Your family needs you now more than ever before. Sending hugs and positive energy your way.
Your friend
-Dan
Now go get some well deserved rest.
I know. I am crazy
But no one has the heart I do for people. Even those I don’t know
Is what it is
Conor
Please take care of your mind brother!!
Your family is what matters. You have beautiful children who need you and you have nothing to prove in that ring. You did that. You won that. You conquered that! Now. Please take it from a simpleton here. There’s no amount of many that replaces family. Please believe me. It’s a fight. And you worked your ass off to comeback and prove nothing to anyone. Don’t let the echoes from haters cloud your mind at this time.
Heal. Don’t worry about this. It will pass and you will be fine. Stay in the loop. Stay with the sport you love. Help others. Guide them and help them find their way as you found yours years ago.
Please believe me. Don’t waste another moment apologizing to anyone.
Family brother
Family brother
Family…
Rest easy.
God has your back
We have your back
You will be back
In a different way
Trust this to be true
Seeing you in a different light these past couple weeks has been the real highlight of this journey. You have come a long way and I am proud of you.
From this simpleton to you, a champions champion.
Safe travels and much love from your new friend…me!
My head gasket is gone. Destroyed. I had no injury / injuries going into the fight. I was throwing kicks, planted and jumping, all throughout camp as well as backstage before the fight. This came out of nowhere. I am beyond dark here. I can only describe it as hell.
“No options left” is often just exhaustion talking. When we’re tired, disappointed, or stuck, it’s easy to give up. But the next possibility appears only after we take a breath, ask for help, change the angle, or try the thing that feels too simple to matter.
Don't call me racist, it's not the color of your skin I object to. It's your violent ideology, your savage culture, the way you behave. I'm tired of your loud, hateful, violent and obnoxious 3rd world ghetto behaviour.
I'm not a racist, you're a fucking animal.