The Lifet!lt Book – Foreword
Two years ago, I started writing a blog that became incredibly popular. So much has gone wrong since then, and servile peasants would cliché with phrases like "if I could start over, I'd do everything differently," but I wouldn't do anything differently, and I wouldn't change anything, even in hindsight.
The success of my blog is a well-built and functioning system that offers a solution to the problems of thousands of women, which could be none other than their fight against their weight and themselves. In two years, it has garnered over 1.274 million unique visitors, 9.5 million page views, and with Tilt, I now earn more in a week than I did in three months at my old job, even though I wasn't on minimum wage there.
I met a lot of people, personally dealt with politicians, executives of multinational companies, diplomats, state secretaries, underworld figures, lawyers, broken and neglected wives, businesswomen who didn't know what to do with their time and money, and teenage girls who got everything from their dads. The range was wide, and of course, everyone wanted something different, but one thing connected them: money, with which they achieved everything, got everything, and among them, they got me too.
Over the years, more than 200 people came to me, and most of them were women. The sessions often went beyond simple workouts, and since I always placed great emphasis on psychology, these women opened up, giving me insight into the world of real problems tearing at women's souls. Although every person is unique, the instinctive thoughts characteristic of the female gender are universal. I know women's thoughts, I know their pain, their struggles, their complexes, and I know how difficult it is to be a woman in today's world, and how hard most women experience their womanhood in this male-dominated world.
These women opened up and told me everything. They came to me for training, but the sessions, in most cases, were not just about exercise; in fact, most of the time, that wasn't what they wanted from me. It wasn't about sex, but about what women truly need. For someone to care about them, listen to them, and finally let them express their deepest problems, which they often can't even tell in their relationships. During a program, there was no male-female dynamic, no games, women were not forced into lies and tactics in front of me, they couldn't pretend with me, because I made it clear from the beginning that I wasn't interested in affectations, that's not why we were there. Of course, some tried, some succeeded, but there were also some I didn't give a damn about, but a program with me was always about more than just workouts and 45 minutes.
I have stories, I’ve been to places and talked to people I couldn’t have imagined before. The world of women and all its trials, the secrets of women's lives, getting to know the lives of influential, all-achieving and often dangerous people is a world that ordinary people cannot even comprehend. We live in a display window world where everyone pretends to be damn good, moral, and decent, but underneath the surface, things are damn different. Through LifeTilt, I gained insight behind the scenes of women’s theatre, and it was definitively proven to me that the girls who present themselves as decent are always the biggest slovenly sluts, and everyone can also be sure that the women who portray themselves as model wives are the ones who are most often secretly slept with at work, during lunch breaks, or whenever they get the chance. If a woman shows something, the opposite is true, because women are simply incapable of living their lives without masks.
Meanwhile, due to mass attraction, the community now has thousands of members, some of whom I’d gladly tell to go screw themselves, because seeing their intellectual and comprehension abilities, I honestly don’t even believe most of them can wipe their own butts properly, let alone change their lives. These people are minimally capable of independent thought; they will never, ever be able to live a quality life, because deep down, they will remain completely unfit nobodies their whole lives. Neither Tilt nor anything else will help them; they were simply born to fail. I don’t need such people; in fact, if I could, I would ban them from reading my page. Even before LifeTilt, I hated these people, and now even more so, because I’ve come to realize how insignificant, aimless, and useless 70% of people’s lives are.
This book is my story; this book is not that blog; this book is my life, the place where I escape, because what I created has grown too big for me to write myself and my stories into it. There are too many brainless bitches and smart-aleck, retarded cretins there, too much of everything. LifeTilt was a great love in my life, but that feeling has now faded into a simple affection, but I think that's the natural order of life. Currently, 8 people work under me, and some of them hope to make a living from it, and they will undoubtedly get that. I still control everything, but the story is no longer about me. Well, now I'm rewriting the lines here, and it will be about me, and about the things I can no longer write there.
A few people will find this book uncomfortable; obviously, quite a few will sue me for it, even though all I'm doing is writing the stories as they happened. Because there needs to be a place where it's just me, there needs to be a place where I don't feel disgusted with myself while writing entries, because I'm not writing the lines the way I truly think them.
