Dads Don’t Fold – Part Four-The Mirror, the Mud, and the Man I Had to Bury

I don’t share this for sympathy. I share it because someone out there needs to hear it.

✅ I’ve worked 90-hour weeks.
✅ I’ve cried in silence.
✅ I’ve been left, broken, blocked — and still showed up.
✅ I’ve nearly ended it.
✅ I’m still here.

This isn’t a story about perfection.
It’s about pain, growth, and choosing to rise anyway.

This is for the fathers who refuse to fold.
The ones dragging themselves through the mud,
one inch at a time — for their kids.
For legacy.
For something bigger than pain.

I wrote this blog for us. For you.
And if it hits home…
You're already one of us.

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