Dan Reese Better Man Project

headed to church.

The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just have to find the ones worth suffering for. 💬

When someone comes into your life and changes your world in the best way, you’re left with a choice:
Stay the same… or grow.

Real love challenges you. It forces you to confront old habits, ego, comfort zones, and the version of yourself that can’t go where you’re trying to go.

Growth isn’t easy. Feelings get bruised. Mistakes get made. Some days are messy. But when someone is truly worth it, you keep showing up. You keep choosing them. You keep becoming better — not only for them, but for yourself.

Love isn’t about perfection.
It’s about effort.
Consistency.
Presence.
And deciding every day that the relationship matters.

The right person won’t just make you happy — they’ll make you want to level up. ❤️‍🔥

Almost 14 months sober…

Today reminds me that grace is real. That no matter how far off track we get, there’s always a way back. God didn’t just save us once—He keeps showing up, keeps pulling us forward, keeps giving us another shot when we need it most.

I’m grateful for the strength I didn’t have on my own, the lessons that humbled me, and the second chance to live this life the right way.

Happy Easter. He is risen—and so am I, in my own way.

Saturday. Music up. Let’s go.

Seven years ago I got a phone call I remember like it was yesterday.
My brother’s voice. The words I never wanted to hear.
“She’s gone.”

I can still hear it. Still feel it. I was in total disbelief. My brain just couldnt catch up to what my heart already knew.

The last seven years have been a whole lot of stand up, fall down… stand up again, fall down again. Some years I survived. Some years I barely made it thru.

In a little over a week I’ll be one year sober.
And honestly I never in my wildest dreams thought that would ever be me. I fought it. I denied it. I told myself I had it under control. I didnt.

This past year has really opened my eyes, my heart… everything. And no, it hasnt been easy. Not even close.
Heart attack. Triple bypass. Financial failures. Some success mixed in. Fear. Gratitude. Loss. Life didnt hold back.

There were days I felt strong. And there were days I was just trying not to quit on myself.

Somewhere in all of it I made a decision. I needed to get sober. Not for attention. Not to impress anyone. But because I needed to do it for me… and for my family. They deserve the best of me every single day, not whats left of me.

I wish you were here, Mom. I miss you more than I know how to put into words. I think about you every single day. I wish I could call you and tell you I’m finally trying to do life the right way.

I love you. I miss you. Always.

Still figuring it out. Still standing. Still sober.