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The Sober Sessions, Boston, MA (2025)

07/05/2025

Your next chapter isn’t just another step up—it’s the wake-up call they never saw coming.

The ones who underestimated you?
The ones who talked about you like you were a joke?
The ones who disrespected you when you had nothing to offer them?

They’re about to watch you become everything they swore you’d never be.

And here’s the savage part:

You’re not coming back for them.
You’re not looking over your shoulder.
You’re not slowing down so they can catch up.

You’re too busy building an empire out of the bricks they threw at you.

This next chapter? It’s going to be heavy for them.

Not because you’re petty.
Not because you’re flexing.
But because growth makes the ones who stayed stagnant hate their own reflection.

Your success? It’ll be a mirror they can’t escape.
A mirror that shows them exactly what they lost.
Exactly what they overlooked.
Exactly what they could’ve been part of—but chose to mock instead.

Here’s the brutal truth most people never want to hear:
You don’t lose real ones when you grow.
You lose the ones who were only loyal to your comfort zone.

When you level up, fake love falls off.
Weak loyalty cracks under pressure.
And all the noise that used to distract you suddenly goes dead silent.

You’re about to cross a line.
A line they can't follow you past.
Not because you changed for the worse.
But because you grew in ways their small minds were never built to understand.

Let them wish.
Let them sit with the regret.
Let them explain to everybody else how they “knew you back when”—while you’re busy becoming somebody their version of you would never recognize.

You owe it to yourself to keep climbing.
Keep rising.
Keep leaving behind every single person who made you feel small for daring to dream bigger.

And when the door slams behind you?
Let the echo remind them:

You were the opportunity.
You were the blessing.
You were the real one.
And they lost you.

Move like you know who you are now.
Build like you’ll never have to explain yourself again.
Shine so loud they can’t ignore it—even if they have to watch it from the nosebleeds.

This next chapter?
It’s personal. And it’s permanent.

Much Love, Y'all 💜
— j. anthony |

07/05/2025

People are gonna quit on you. Facts. Friends, family, coworkers—doesn’t matter. One day they’re cheering you on, the next day they’re gone without a word. Life has a brutal way of exposing who’s really in your corner.

But here’s the part that separates the ones who survive from the ones who rise: you can’t ever be one of the people who quits on yourself. Not now. Not ever.

You don’t need a cheer squad. You don’t need applause. You need discipline. Grit. A vision that doesn’t crumble just because no one else sees it yet.

Get up every damn day—even if your legs are shaking. Speak life into yourself, even when your voice cracks. Show up for your goals, your healing, your growth, even when it feels like nobody notices.

Because the truth is, you’ve only got one guaranteed ride through this life. One shot. And you don’t get to restart it because somebody gave up on you.

You’re the one who decides what happens next. So don’t fold. Don’t shrink. Double down. Keep building. Keep becoming.

People can walk out, but you? You stay standing.
That’s how legacies are built.

— j. anthony | 💜
Stay raw. Stay real. Stay unbreakable.

07/04/2025

You can have a good heart. You can be kind, compassionate, generous. You can love deeply and care hard—and still say no. Saying no doesn’t make you cold. It makes you clear. It means you finally understand your worth, your limits, and your energy.

Being a good person doesn't mean you're a doormat. It doesn’t mean you break yourself into pieces to keep others whole. It means you know when to draw the line. It means you’ve learned—usually the hard way—that constantly saying yes to everyone else is just another way of saying no to yourself.

You’re not here to be liked by everyone. You’re not here to save everyone. You’re here to protect your peace, your time, and your purpose. That requires boundaries. And boundaries are not walls—they're filters. They keep the peace in and the chaos out.

So stop apologizing for your “no.”

No is powerful. No is sacred. No is necessary.

You can still be kind. Still be loving. Still be light in this world—and still say, “Not this time.”

— j. anthony |

07/04/2025

We live in a world that constantly convinces us to chase more—more money, more status, more likes, more validation. And in the middle of that madness, we forget the most underrated flex of all: waking up with the ability to move, to breathe, to think, to just be.

You can walk? That’s a gift.
You can hit the gym, lift weight, break a sweat? Privilege.
You can eat solid food without a feeding tube? That’s luxury.
You can stretch, bend, run, dance, laugh without pain? That’s wealth.
You can get up, take a shower, brush your teeth, go to work or chase a dream? You’re already living someone else’s answered prayer.

There are people out there learning how to walk again after a car accident. People swallowing through tubes. People in hospital beds watching the ceiling and wishing they could just get up and walk to the fridge.

So when was the last time you looked around and just said, “Damn… I’m grateful”? Not because everything’s going perfect. But because you’re still here. Still standing. Still able to try again. Still capable of evolving.

Growth is a gift. Not everyone gets another shot at it. But you did. So don’t waste it.

The smallest things—your legs working, your heart beating, your mind firing—they’re the biggest miracles. But we don’t notice until they’re gone. Don’t wait for tragedy to be thankful. Practice gratitude in the now.

Because you don’t need more. You need presence. You need to stop, breathe, and realize you’re already holding everything you need to begin again.

You’re not behind. You’re blessed. Now move like it.

— j. anthony | 💜
Stay raw. Stay real. Stay grateful.

07/04/2025

I want you to let this hit you straight in the chest.

Before a caterpillar ever takes flight, it has to first be destroyed. Not bruised. Not dented. I'm talking about complete obliteration—isolated in total darkness. No distractions. No noise. No validation. No one cheering you on. Just you... and the pain.

People talk about growth like it’s some Instagram-worthy sunrise or a motivational playlist on repeat. That’s bull. Real transformation is violent. It’s lonely. It’s silent. It feels like death before it ever starts to feel like rebirth.

And that’s where the truth lives.

The caterpillar doesn’t have a vision board of wings. It’s not dreaming of flight while crawling in the dirt. It just knows the ground. The grind. The survival instinct. And then one day—everything it knows dissolves. Its body breaks down in a dark tomb. No comfort. No guarantee.

And yet, something begins to happen.

That pain? That silence? That’s the process. That’s the code getting rewritten. That’s nature—God—rebuilding you from the inside out.

You're not being punished, you're being prepped.

You're not stuck, you're just mid-transformation.

You're not weak, you're waiting on wings that haven’t ripped through yet.

People don’t see this part. They only see you when you emerge. They clap when you fly, but they ignore the war that happened in the dark. And that’s fine—because that war wasn’t for them. It was for you.

This season of isolation you’re in? The doubts. The stillness. The moments where you feel like screaming but sit in silence instead? That’s the cocoon, my friend. That’s where the next version of you is being forged in fire.

So stop asking why you feel so alone.

Stop questioning if you’re doing it wrong because nobody sees you.

Because the truth is—nobody’s supposed to.

This part is sacred.

And when you finally come out of this? You won’t just crawl different. You’ll fly.

No more survival. No more pretending. No more begging to be seen.

You’ll walk into rooms with wings, and they won’t even recognize you.

Because the ground was never your final destination.

You were always built for the sky.

— j. anthony |

07/04/2025

You were never too much. You were just more than they were capable of handling.

Your fire, your passion, your honesty, your standards—it shook the parts of them that weren't ready to grow. And instead of rising to meet you, they tried to shrink you down. Dim your light. Tame your spirit.

But here's the truth: You're not too much. They were never enough.

The right people won’t be intimidated by your intensity. They’ll admire it. They’ll match it. They’ll celebrate it. Because they’ve done the work. They’ve bled for growth, just like you have.

So stop apologizing for who you are. Stop watering yourself down to make people comfortable in their own stagnation. You're not here to play small. You're here to be exactly what God made you to be—bold, real, raw, powerful.

Let the ones who can’t handle that fall off. Let them make room for those who can.

Stay raw. Stay real. Stay too much for the wrong ones.
💜 — j. anthony |

07/04/2025

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07/04/2025

Let’s cut the Bu****it and talk real for a second.

The 4th of July used to be another chapter in my own slow self-destruction. Back then, I wasn’t celebrating freedom. I was numbing pain. I was lost—drowning in red, white, and booze.

Some years I was in the middle of the woods, camping with people I thought were my friends. We'd wake up hungover, sweating out the poison, only to pour more in and call it “tradition.” Other years I was at cookouts, music blasting, burgers on the grill, surrounded by laughter—but it was all surface-level. Nobody there was asking real questions. Nobody cared if you were breaking inside, as long as you brought enough alcohol to share. That’s the game. Be loud. Be drunk. Pretend everything’s fine. And I played that game way too well.

I used to drop hundreds of dollars at the liquor store without thinking twice. Because deep down, I wasn’t buying alcohol—I was buying another chance to escape myself. I showed up to parties with a fake smile and a bottle, chasing belonging but getting emptier by the hour. And every time I said “just one more,” I was really saying, “I’m not ready to face myself.”

This is my 9th Fourth of July sober. And everything’s different now.

I woke up today before the sun cracked through the South Carolina sky. I had breakfast. I walked for two hours. I prayed and had a conversation with God. Not the kind of begging prayers I used to whisper over a toilet seat after drinking too much—but real conversation. Gratitude. Clarity. Peace.

And later, I’ll sit beside my kids and my wife, my family and watch fireworks—fully present. I won’t be slurring my words. I won’t forget the moment. I won’t need to apologize in the morning. I’ll remember it. I’ll feel it. Because I’m not running anymore.

I don’t share this to boast—I share it because I know someone out there is gearing up for another blackout weekend and wondering why the party never fills the hole. I know that emptiness. I lived in it for years. But I also know this: You don’t have to stay there.

You don’t need to destroy yourself to be accepted. You don’t need to fake happy to belong. And you sure as hell don’t need alcohol to enjoy your life. That lie is killing people.

Here’s the truth: freedom isn't found at the bottom of a bottle. It’s found in reclaiming your mind. Your presence. Your soul. It’s found in the quiet victories—the ones no one claps for, but change everything.

So if you’re on the edge today, debating whether to pick up that drink—don’t. Choose to show up for yourself. Choose to live. That’s what real independence looks like.

Love Y'all 💜 Stay raw. Stay real. Stay relentless.

— j. anthony |

07/04/2025

There is no perfect moment. No green light from the universe. No magic signal that says, “Now is the time.”

There’s just time—and what you choose to do with it.

Too many people waste years waiting for the stars to align, for fear to subside, for conditions to be ideal. But life doesn’t wait. Opportunity doesn’t wait. Purpose doesn’t wait.

You either move—or you stand still watching time pass you by.

The truth is, your "someday" will rob you of everything if you let it. There is no right time to take the risk. No perfect season to start the business. No flawless day to cut the toxic ties, chase the dream, or rewrite your story.

There’s just this moment, and what you’re going to do with it.

So stop waiting. Stop second-guessing.
Time’s already moving—you should be too.

— j. anthony | 💜
Stay raw. Stay real. Stay in motion.

07/04/2025

You don’t owe the world a full report on your healing, your grind, your plans, or your next move.

Not everything needs to be explained, posted, or validated. Some things are sacred. Some things are just yours. Not because you’re hiding anything—because protecting your peace is wisdom, not weakness.

We live in a time where oversharing is glorified. Where people feel entitled to every detail of your journey. But let me make this clear: just because you're evolving in silence doesn't mean you're not evolving. Growth doesn’t need an audience.

You don’t need to tell everyone everything.
Not because it’s a secret.
But because it’s none of their business.

Keep some things close. Let your results do the talking. Move with purpose, not permission.

Stay solid. Stay private. Stay powerful.
— j. anthony | 💜

07/04/2025

All it takes is one honest, raw, desperate prayer to shift everything.

Not the kind of prayer that’s rehearsed or polished for church crowds. I’m talking about the kind that comes from the gut—when your back’s against the wall, when the weight of life is crushing your chest, when you’ve got nothing left but hope hanging by a thread.

That’s when Heaven listens closely.

Because God doesn’t need fancy words. He doesn't need you to have it all together. He just needs real. One moment of surrender. One cry from the soul. One quiet whisper that says, “God, I can't do this without You.”

And suddenly… the atmosphere changes.

Maybe not everything outside of you flips overnight—but something in you shifts. And that shift? That’s where miracles begin. That’s where peace creeps in during the chaos. That’s where strength shows up in the middle of your storm.

One prayer. That’s all it takes.

Stay humble. Stay seeking. Stay connected.
— j. anthony | 💜

07/04/2025

When you finally stand up and speak the truth—your truth—don’t expect applause. Expect resistance. Expect backlash. Expect people to shift in their seats, avoid your eyes, or label you "too much," "too intense," "too honest."

Because truth doesn’t coddle. It cuts. It forces people to confront what they've buried deep under distractions, fake smiles, and comfortable lies. And most people? They’re not ready for that.

Telling the truth shakes the foundation of false narratives. It dismantles the stories people have told themselves to sleep at night. So when you rise and speak it anyway—knowing it’ll cost you friends, followers, approval—you’re not being rebellious. You’re being free.

Not everyone will like the real you. But that’s not your problem. That’s their discomfort.

And in a world addicted to filters and performance, being unapologetically real is a rare kind of rebellion. Speak up anyway. Stand tall anyway. Tell the truth anyway.

Even if your voice shakes.

Even if it makes you the villain in someone else’s fiction.

Because truth doesn’t need validation—it just needs someone bold enough to live it.

— j. anthony |
Stay raw. Stay real. Stay unshaken.

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