How I Lost 14 Pounds in Three Weeks

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So. I’m going to be 100% honest. Since starting the DDP Yoga and nutrition program 3 weeks ago, I’ve lost 14 pounds.

Physically, I feel like a million bucks.

All of the tension I used to have in my back neck and shoulders is completely gone.

Because the workouts are no impact (running, jumping etc.), I don’t feel sore afterwards.

Best of all, the jeans that I used to squeeze into are loose!

And that’s really where it began. I was literally trying to stuff my legs into a pair of jeans.

I stepped on the scale and was devastated to see 198 pounds. Immediately, flashbacks of myself at 220+ pounds came through my mind.

I remembered looking into the mirror and shaking my head in disappointment. I remembered how bad I felt about myself.

It was then and there that I said “enough is enough.” If I keep going down this path, I’m going to end up right where I used to be.

I had heard a lot about DDP Yoga through various news sites and television programs. Everyone was raving about how awesome the program was, and how it changed their life.

I was a bit skeptical at first, but after I saw the video of Arthur’s transformation, I just couldn’t believe my eyes. Here was a guy who could barely walk, and was morbidly obese. In a years time, he completely changed his life. He can walk again, and lost over 100 pounds.

I thought: this is it. Let me give this a try.

So, I resolved to get the program, and follow it to a T.

I’ve followed everything in the program exactly how he suggests you do it, and here I am.

Three weeks later, I’m 184 pounds, and feeling the best I’ve ever felt physically in my whole life.

It’s a shame to think of how long I went blindly following my own version of a nutritious diet, and to think that I was getting the right kind of exercise.

It’s my wish that everyone could experience the transformation that I’ve had since being on the program. It’s my wish that everyone would take charge of their health and well-being, and really think about the wonderful possibilities of living a healthy lifestyle.

How to Unlock and Open Your Door of Opportunity

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“It could be cancer.”

Nothing prepared me for those words. My heart sunk, my throat closed off, and my brain drifted into a hazy panic.

“Cancer?”

I cried that day. I sat in my car, tears streaming down my face, my forehead pressed against the steering wheel. How would I tell my family?

Up until I got sick, I had achieved a small measure of success for myself. I had one quarter left to graduate college with a bachelor’s degree in English. I helped students as a writing consultant in the school’s learning center. I was elected by my peers as President of The Student Senate, and I worked hard to address student concerns about campus life. I worked from morning till night every day. And, even though my schedule was packed full, I loved everything that I was doing.

Along with a heavy workload came high amounts of stress and low amounts of sleep. And, at that time in my life, I was brain-dead to healthy eating. My breakfast was a can of soda. My lunch was non-existent. My dinner was a trip to the nearest vending machine. When I got home, I would eat a late-evening meal, followed by snacking in-between various homework assignments and planning for the next day. I didn’t care that my lifestyle was negatively affecting my health — I was having the time of my life.

Then, out of the blue, I got sick. Really sick. The first incident happened when I was eating with my family at a restaurant. I had an attack of what I call “the weirdness.” My stomach cramped. My heart raced. I struggled to breathe, and I felt like I was losing control. At the time, I thought “this is bad, real bad” and I wondered if I was due for a trip to the ER.

I decided to go home and sleep it off. When I woke up, things had returned to normal—except one thing. My digestive system had gone haywire. I had cramps, indigestion, and frequent trips to the bathroom. The symptoms continued off-and-on for a week, and I dismissed them for a case of the flu.

Then, the weirdness returned with a vengeance. I was eating at a different restaurant with my family when it struck. My heart was racing. I couldn’t think straight. I could hardly breathe, and I was doubled over with severe stomach pains. My aunt drove me to an urgent care facility. What was their diagnosis? Indigestion. Perhaps a stomach virus.

I pushed through the next several weeks of school in pain. The digestive symptoms increased and sapped me of my energy. I started to do just enough to get by. Lots of people were counting on me, and I couldn’t perform to the standard I had set for myself. One by one, I started giving up on my commitments.

It was March 2009. I told my boss that I couldn’t continue as a writing consultant. I told The Student Senate that I was done as the President. And, worst of all, I called admissions and dropped out of college with one quarter left to graduate. By that point, my family knew something was seriously wrong.

My life was replaced with an ongoing stream of doctor visits and tests. I told the doctors the same story: severe abdominal cramps, brain fog, and weakness. The doctors knew something was wrong, too. The tests showed something was wrong. But time after time, the doctors failed to find the cause.

In the two months that followed, I lost over sixty pounds. I tried my best to avoid food. At times, the most I had was half a glass of water a day. I spent time in-between doctor visits confined to bed. That’s when they admitted me to the hospital for a week to run multiple tests of my digestive system. Finally, I thought, I would get some answers and begin the journey to reclaim my life.

To my dismay, the test results came back negative for everything. They saw the symptoms, had proof that something was off, but they couldn’t find the cause. They were as stumped as I was. I went home with no clear answers. My family did their best to comfort and encourage me, but I was hopeless.

All I could think about was everything I had lost. I’d lost touch with my friends. I had little to show for the four years I had invested in college. I’d let my school down. I’d let my family down. But, worst of all, I’d let myself down. After growing so much over the previous three years, I was on the losing end of everything. The days grew darker and darker as I grew sicker and sicker.

Then, they found something. After a capsule endoscopy – a test where I swallowed a camera that traveled the entire length of my digestive system – they had surprising new information. Tests showed that I had nodules, or swollen lumps, in my small intestine. The nodules were either scar tissue, or something else.

When I went in for what would be my last colonoscopy, I was ready for cancer. Cancer was something I could fight. Cancer was something that I had a chance of beating. If it was cancer, at least I could focus what willpower I had left into conquering the foe, or die trying.

The nurse had a huge smile on her face when she read the results.

“Good news.” She said. “It’s not cancer.”

“Not cancer?” I said, “Are you sure?”

“They didn’t find any sign of cancer from the test. You should be relieved.”

What would have been a relief to anyone else was a curse to me. The cause of my illness was still lurking in the shadows. I went home defeated once again, thinking I might be days from losing the war against my unknown sickness.

The turning point came after a long, painful day tucked away upstairs in bed. I stared out the window of my room, and watched as the sun set. The only thing I could think about was how my friends and family were zooming on at breakneck speed while I was shackled by the pain of my illness and caged by the shame of my failure.

After the sun had disappeared, I mustered what little bit of strength I had left and ventured downstairs. By chance, my cousin Cole, who was 15-years-old at the time, was still awake, lying in bed and staring at the ceiling.

“Can we talk?” I asked.

“Sure,” he said.

With a sigh, I told him that I had nothing left to give. I used to be a leader. I was so happy. I was doing everything I loved. Then, I lost it all. I had nothing to look forward to. The illness robbed my ambition. The pain left me useless. The fear of the unknown stole my identity.

Cole paused, then turned and looked at me in the darkness. I’ll never forget the words he said to me:

“Jered, you’re going to get better. You’re going to do the best work you’ve ever done. You will be better than you ever were, and you will go on to change the world.”

My Cousin Cole & I in Missouri for his Army Basic Training Graduation, August 23, 2012

At the end of the dark tunnel, a bright light shone through. I thanked Cole, wished him goodnight, and drifted back upstairs. I laid in bed repeating the words over and over to myself. “I’m going to get better. I’m going to do my best work. I’m going to be better than ever. I’m going to change the world.” I could see myself working, writing, playing, and most of all—smiling.

That same night, I asked myself the one question that changed my life forever: “What can I do to change my life?”

That one question stuck in my head. I kept asking myself, “What can I do?” The doctors weren’t giving me the answers I needed.

“What can I do?”

As I answered that question, I found that I had the power to search for what was wrong. And in that moment, I realized that I couldn’t leave my entire health challenge in the hands of the doctors. I had to take charge of my health. I said, “I am the leader of my health.”

So, armed with a sense of responsibility, I researched my symptoms. I compared my test results. I kept a journal of what I was eating, how I was feeling, and what I was doing.

After months of tracking and comparing symptoms, I found a common theme: crackers, pizza, and hamburgers sent me reeling with pain. I noticed that when I ate anything made with wheat, the symptoms began and intensified within several minutes, and lasted several days.

All of the evidence pointed to one culprit—I had somehow developed an autoimmune response to gluten, a protein found in wheat, barley, and rye. The doctors call it Celiac Disease.

Whenever I eat gluten, my body identifies it as a foreign invader and launches an all-out assault. The assault causes me to lose the ability to break down food and absorb nutrients. Whenever I eat gluten, not only do I get sick almost immediately, but also my body doesn’t absorb enough vitamins and minerals to function properly over time.

When I finally discovered where I was, I knew what I had to do. I eliminated all gluten from my diet. Over the next few months, I saw dramatic improvements in my well-being. My body healed itself. The cramps faded, my energy increased, and my hope for a better life was restored.

Even though I was still not at my best, I went back to finish school. I returned to my job as a writing consultant, and I became the Vice President of the Student Senate. In December 2009, I graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in English from The Ohio State University at Lima.

After graduating, my health quest continued. As I studied the way my body responded to food, I found another culprit of my digestive woes: milk. I lost my ability to digest milk properly – the ailment commonly known as lactose intolerance. When I eliminated dairy products, my upset stomachs and sluggishness disappeared. Finally, I was able to move on, put my best foot forward, and focus on rebuilding my life.

One small step in a different direction sent me on a new path, and inspired me to look at the world through the lens of leadership. I realized that if I was going to improve myself, I had to get serious about my role as the leader of my life.

Above all else, I’m writing this book to show that everyone is capable of changing their circumstances – to have a better quality of life and achieve success.

Once we realize that we have the power to guide ourselves away from what we don’t want, and toward what we do want, we can start making conscious decisions to better our lives and the lives of those around us.

By accepting responsibility, and leading our own minds, we take the first step to unlocking and opening our doors of opportunity.

Wrestling and Respect

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It was October 23rd, 1995. I was 8 years old. I was supposed to be in bed sleeping, but my brother Nathan and I sneakily turned on the T.V. in our room.

Nathan quietly changed channels with the volume muted so our mom couldn’t hear what we were up to. He clicked, and clicked, and clicked, waiting for something to catch his eye.

“Wait,” I whispered, “Go back.”

He turned the channel back. “It’s wrestling,” he said.

“Leave it here,” I said.

And so he put down the remote.

There, in the middle of the wrestling ring, surrounded by a packed arena of thousands of fans, was the big, black, muscle-bound wrestler by the name of Ahmed Johnson. He picked up his opponent and slammed him down to the mat.

Then, he picked up his opponent and dropped him with his finishing move known as the Pearl River Plunge. The referee counted to three, and the fans stood up and cheered.

“Woah,” I said, looking back at my brother, “That was awesome!”

Of course, my exclamation traveled across the hall to our mother’s room, and the jig was up. T.V. off.

But I was hooked. I can’t say what it was. The theatrics. The athleticism. The crowd. Perhaps it was the spectacle of it all.

Whatever it was, I was hooked.

Each Monday night became a challenge to see if I could get wrestling on without our mom knowing.

And, as I grew up, wrestling grew on me.

I started following the wrestlers and their stories. I started rooting for my favorites, hoping and praying they would be able to defeat their opponents.

I would fantasize about being a world champion, and fighting off all challengers. I would re-enact wrestling moves and matches with my brother. I would practice doing interviews against my opponents in the mirror.

The door to my room became the entrance ramp. The bed became the ring. The pillows, my opponents.

Then, as I entered my teenager years, it became more than just a fascination. It became an obsession.

I HAD to watch wrestling on Monday nights. I HAD to subscribe to the wrestling magazines. I HAD to have the expensive denim jacket with the “DX” wrestling logo on the back.

Whenever they asked me what I was going to be when I grew up, I told them that I was going to be a professional wrestling manager.

I knew that I probably didn’t have the natural athletic ability to compete with the giants, but I knew that I could help manage the wrestlers, talk for them, and accompany them to the ring.

That was my first dream that I was ever passionate about. And, I held that dream all throughout childhood into adulthood. I told my family “I’m going to be a professional wrestling manager.”

To many, my passion for professional wrestling came as a complete surprise. When I told people about my love for professional wrestling, they seemed to have the same response: “Really? You like that stuff?”

I guess I don’t fit the stereotypical mold of what a wrestling fan is.

And, I guess many people discount wrestling for being “fake.”

Many of my family and friends laughed at me and saw it as a big joke, which only made me want to prove them wrong even more.

“I’m not just going to be a professional wrestling manager,” I’d say, “I’m going to be the best professional wrestling manager of all time.”

I studied professional wrestling. I wrote about professional wrestling. I imagined myself right in the middle of the action.

No matter what came along in my life, I always had a little voice in the back of my head saying “you’re going to be in professional wrestling. It’s where you belong.”

Then, in 2006, a friend of mine told me about W.A.R. Wrestling in Lima, Ohio. So, I checked it out and saw they were having a show at Lima Senior High School in August. At the time I was just getting ready to start my sophomore year in college at The Ohio State University at Lima majoring in English.

“This is my chance,” I said, “This is my chance to get involved.”

So, I sent an e-mail to the promoter of W.A.R. Wrestling, a man that goes by the name of “Big Tom.”

Without ever having seen a show, without ever having had any contact with anyone from the company, I offered my services as a writer.

I remember the initial response. It was something to the effect of, “Eh. We’re really not looking for writers. Thanks, though.”

“No, you don’t understand,” I said, “I’m telling you, if you bring me on board, I can write columns and press releases, and write-ups about the matches… It would help get you exposed to more people.”

So, after some prying, Big Tom agreed to meet with me the day of the show.

“Oh, I’ll show him what an excellent job I can do,” I thought. So, I rounded up the best essays that I wrote in college, and some newsletter articles that I did in high school.

I remember our first meeting very vividly. I pulled up beside him in the parking lot of a warehouse building where they stored equipment for the shows. With my envelope of work in hand, I approached his van.

I remember him asking me how writing translates into ticket sales – because, after all, that is the name of the game. I responded that if people read what I wrote, it might inspire them to come to the shows.

I don’t think he was totally convinced.

But, he told me to come to the show, and to let him know what I thought about it.

“I’m going to make this work,” I thought, “I’m really going to write something excellent and show them how much I want to be involved.”

When I arrived to my first W.A.R. Wrestling show on August 5, 2006, I was stunned.

Several hundred people had come to see professional wrestling in Lima.

“Is this for real? Can you believe how many people are here?”

It didn’t take long to realize why so many people bought tickets to watch W.A.R. Wrestling.

The matches were captivating. The wrestlers were talented in-ring, and on the microphone.

And the fans were cheering the wrestlers they loved, and booing the wrestlers they hated. They were just as much a part of the action as the wrestlers and the crew.

I felt that these guys had put together something truly unique. I felt W.A.R. Wrestling was a wrestling promotion that cared about the show, the sport, and fans. I felt W.A.R. Wrestling was worth honoring.

It was in the moment that I realized it wasn’t about me. It wasn’t about my dreams. It wasn’t about being a professional wrestling manager.

This was something bigger than me. This was a chance to be a part of something special. This was a chance to help W.A.R. Wrestling grow.

Without them asking, I began writing detailed match results for W.A.R. Wrestling. I wrote columns previewing the upcoming shows. I discussed wrestling with the other fans on the discussion boards of their website.

As the months went on, I began working on the W.A.R. website. I started coming to the shows to help set-up and tear down the events.

I helped design show posters, programs, promo images, and more.

I went around to local businesses to hang up posters and spread the word. I conducted interviews and edited promotional videos.

Through it all, I always thought about how lucky I was to actually be involved in professional wrestling and fulfill a lifelong dream.

Though I had to step away a few times throughout the last 6 years due to life circumstances, I kept in touch and supported W.A.R. Wrestling while I was away, watching as it grew and went on to do bigger and better things.

Then, in 2012, I heard that W.A.R. Wrestling was planning for a gigantic 10 year anniversary show on January 19, 2013 at the UAW Hall in Lima.

I gave Big Tom a call and offered my services to help him develop W.A.R. Wrestling’s website and social media presence. I told him that I wanted to help make the 10 year anniversary show one of the most memorable in W.A.R. Wrestling history, and to help W.A.R. Wrestling soar to even greater heights.

Over the past several months I’ve worked to help build W.A.R. Wrestling  a critically-acclaimed website and Facebook presence.

Guided by my passion for professional wrestling, and my passion to help others succeed, I’ve been able to live out one of the most real and pervasive life-long dreams I’ve ever had. And, at the same time, I’ve been able to help motivate others to live out their dreams.

This brings me to something very valuable that I’ve learned:

Follow your dreams, and help others follow their dreams.

At the intersection of the two — that’s magic.

— Jered

The Ultimate Key to Leadership Video

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The following is the video and transcript of Jered Slusher’s “The Ultimate Key to Leadership” as illustrated by Jason Ernest.

When I talk about “The Ultimate Key to Leadership,” I talk about how to unlock and open your door of opportunity. The truth is, you can learn the philosophy of leadership and it can fall on deaf ears. That’s why it’s important to know what’s on the other side of the door. It’s important to know what you’re looking for.

I ask people, “what is a goal you have?” Maybe it’s to make money hand over fist, or win friends and influence people, or even get that rocking swimsuit body that you’ve always dreamed of. Take a moment and think about what it is you really want. What does it look like? How will you feel when you achieve it? Once you have a goal, you have a reason to open that door. You have a reason to discover The Ultimate Key to Leadership.

I believe there is just one definition of leadership. Leadership experts have developed hundreds of definitions of leadership over the years. One of these experts, Tim Sanders, says, “in our line of work, finding the ultimate definition of leadership is to find the holy grail.” Each expert claims to have a new spin, and a new insight on what good leadership is.

The problem is, these experts are trying to re-invent the wheel. The fact is, one true definition of leadership exists, and you can find it in the dictionary.

Leadership is the act of leading. And to “lead” is to “guide on a way.”

There are two parts to the definition. Guiding, and the way.

To guide is to direct, supervise, or influence. This is simple. Everything is a guide because everything influences. I am guiding you right now because I am talking. I’m revealing to you the ultimate key to leadership. At the same time, you are guiding right now because you have made the unusual choice to listen.

Life is made up of all of these little influence relationships. In traffic, we have traffic lights that are supposed to guide our driving behaviors. Does it happen all of the time? No. Sometimes people ignore traffic lights. That’s when things get interesting, right?

Everything guides. Doctors guide our health decisions. Cooks guide the quality of their meals. Accountants guide the financial statements. It’s not just people, it’s organizations and objects. Advancements in technology have impacted our lifestyles. Now we can use our phones to text, browse the web, read the news, send e-mail, track appointments, play games, listen to music, watch videos, pay for goods and services, and the list goes on and on.

Life is full of these influence relationships. Everything is a guide. Everything is leading you one way or the other.

On top of that, everything has unique capabilities and characteristics that shape how the guide influences. With people, part of it is our gifts and talents that we’re created with. The other part is the knowledge and skills we develop over time.

A neurosurgeon goes through at least 14 to 20 years of studying the brain and how to operate on it. But their work is never done. With each procedure they learn something new, and they can apply it to their future surgeries. It’s like that with anything that you do.

Everything has unique capabilities and characteristics that shape how the guide influences.

The most talented writers perfect their craft over a series of years, learning new skills as they go along to hook readers and give them an unique and impactful experience. Right? Everything has unique capabilities and characteristics that shape how the guide influences.

You have the ability to improve your knowledge and skill, if you wish to. You have the power because everything guides, so you can guide. You have the power because you have the unique capability to learn and become better at everything that you do.

The second part of the leadership equation is “The way” – the route, path or possibility that the guide takes.

We all know that we’re guiding, but on what way? What path are we taking?

Everything we do has us on a different path, and that path is leading us to an unique outcome. For example, why is it that some trees flourish in certain environments, but die in others? The tree that has plenty of water, minerals, and sunlight grows into a beautiful tree. While over here, the tree that lacks water, and nutrients, and isn’t exposed to the sun doesn’t grow. Isn’t that interesting?

Why is it that some people eat healthy foods, exercise, and get thin and toned… while over here, people eat junk food, and sit around all day, and gain weight and lose self-confidence?

Why is it that some people track their finances, find ways to make more money, invest, and become financially independent… while over here, people don’t track their finances, avoid doing the work necessary, and don’t invest, causing them to be broke for their entire lives?

We all know that we’re guiding, but on what way? What path are we taking? Where will this path take us? Is the tree going to grow and prosper… or wither and die? We have to ask ourselves these questions.

When we talk about guiding something on a way, there are three dimensions of leadership.

You can guide yourself, you can guide others, and you can guide the environment.

For one, you are the leader of yourself. You can guide yourself to make different decisions. You can choose multiple paths in life.

You are the leader of your health, your finances, your relationships. You can guide how you think, how you feel. You can choose how to spend your time, and choose what you’re going to learn and improve on in your life.

You are the leader. You are the guide of your own life.

Also, what you do can influence others. But, others have to process the influence. It’s what I call a dual-leadership relationship.

Is it possible to get people to know, like and trust you? Of course. Is it also possible to get people to hate you? Yes. Part of it is what you do… the vibes you send… how you approach people and dealing with others.

You can try to get someone to quit smoking, but their desire and the nicotine and the habit may be too strong of an influence for you to break. Think of gravity – being pulled in one way or the other…

Who you are, what you do, the traits you exhibit, your leadership super-powers affect how people perceive you. There’s plenty of study on how to influence other people. The important thing to remember is that you influence others by who you are and what you do. As well, other people are influencing you.

Beyond yourself and others, you can also influence the environment. In classrooms, teachers influence their environments by setting rules and arranging the desks and chairs in a certain way.

Take two separate classes. One of them has a set of rules. Raise your hand before you speak. Don’t speak while the teacher is talking. Stay in your seat. This classroom is set up so that the students can focus on the material, and that each student has the opportunity to learn.

What if the classroom didn’t have those rules? What if everyone was allowed to speak whenever they wanted? What if no-one had to stay in their seat? It would be much harder for the students to focus and learn.

We can influence our environment, and our environment can influence us.

There is actually a fourth dimension of leadership that I call Peripheral Influence. We can also call this indirect influence. This is simply the effects of our leadership beyond what we do or intend. Let’s say someone sees you exercising and eating healthy. So, they choose to exercise and eat healthy. Then, a group of their friends sees that person exercising and eating healthy, and decides to make the same choice. It’s the ripple effect. You helped guide someone else to change. And, their change led others to change. You are indirectly responsible for influencing those other people’s behavior. That’s peripheral influence.

And, there are four fundamental principles in every act of leadership. They are the start, the end, the path, and the work. In every act of leadership, these fundamental principles are observed.

I feel one of the best ways to illustrate this concept is with a maze. In any maze, you have all four of these fundamental principles.

For starters, you have your starting point, where you enter the maze.

Then, you have your ending point. Your destination. This is where you get out of the maze.

In between, there are dozens, if not hundreds or thousands of different paths that you can take. Will all of the paths lead you to your goal? No. But, the assumption is that you can find the path that will lead you from the start to the end.

And, of course, none of this would be possible if we didn’t work. It takes work, actually traveling the maze, to get from start to finish. Without the work, it’s not possible.

A lot of people want to have better relationships with their loved ones. Part of that is thinking consciously about how you treat others. If you evaluate your relationship with someone else using the four fundamental principles of leadership, you can get a clearer picture of what’s going on in your relationship.

For instance, take an inventory of where you’re starting from. What’s your relationship like now? How do you spend your time with each other? How do you feel about each other.

Now, take a look at where you want to be in your relationship. What does it look like? How does it feel?

Then, map out the path you’ll have to take to get to where you want to go. What sort of things will have to change in order to have a better relationship? What specifically can you do different to help the situation? What can you learn to help you stick to your chosen paths?

And finally, you have to commit to doing what you say you’re going to do. You have to work, and put in the effort to see your desired change. You have to do the necessary things to bring about change in your relationship.

And, the four fundamentals work in every aspect of leadership. Whether you want to improve your career, finances, relationships, health, spirituality, or anything else, you can view your leadership through the lens of the start, the end, the path, and the work.

At last, The Ultimate Key to Leadership – How to Unlock and Open Your Door of Opportunity.

The Ultimate Key to Leadership is yours.

To lead is to guide on a way.

Everything guides, and everything has unique capabilities and characteristics.

There are multiple paths and possibilities that a leader can take.

A leader can guide in three dimensions, “yourself, others, and the environment.”

And, every act of leadership observes four main principles: the start, the end, the path, and the work.

Now that you have the key, it’s my wish that you use it to unlock and open the door to accomplishing your dreams.

Guide it on a way, my friends.

Chronic Comfortability: Finding the Cure

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There’s an epidemic in our country – a vile plague that’s swept this nation, devouring countless lives.

I’m not talking about obesity, influenza, diabetes, smoking, heart disease, or cancer. No, I’m talking about sloth. I’m talking about the long-term failure to apply ones talents and gifts in exchange for seeking out what makes one most comfortable.

I’m talking about what I call “Chronic Comfortability.”

Chronic Confortability is a serious condition where an individual seeks high levels of comfort over a long period of time, usually motivated by an avoidance of work or stress.

Also called “Comfy Comf,” the symptoms of Chronic Comfortability usually manifest themselves as the disease progresses. Lack of achievement tends to increase over time, while depth of life experience tends to decrease.

As the individual becomes more and more relaxed in their way of thinking and approach to life, they’ll typically become more and more dissatisfied that they can’t have everything they want in life by simply existing.

But, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

Major breakthroughs in leadership research have led to advanced treatment of Chronic Comfortability that can rid the affected of the disease in short periods of time.

Researchers at the Institute of Mass Influence Leadership have found that when individuals suffering from Comfy Comf actively seek and find a new purpose for life, they find reasons to apply their gifts and talents in meaningful ways. The resulting motivation to produce something of value can pull an individual out of the grips of Chronic Comfortability, and into being an active and productive citizen.

If you or someone you know is suffering from Chronic Comfortability, help is available.

All it takes is a shift in thinking, a desire to change, and a purpose for doing something of value.

Through leadership, a cure is possible.

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