Dankeye Beaverjuice

2230 days off co***ne.
2051 days off alcohol.
264 days off ketamine.
40 days off ni****ne.
And 14 days off cannabis.
Today’s been heavy.
Stress is stacking up high, and I’m feeling every bit of it.

But even in the middle of this storm,
I’m choosing not to reach for the old escapes.
I’m sitting with it, breathing through it, and reminding myself why I started this path.

These numbers prove one thing:
I’ve been here before, tough days = a loud mind and I’ve made it through every single time. Today won’t be any different..

If your day’s kicking your ass too, just keep choosing you.
That’s enough.
Drop a 🔥 if you’re holding the line today.

To every separated parent who's exhausted from the constant fighting…
I’ve learned the hard way that when resentment takes over, some of us start using our kids moments as weapons.
A first bike ride without training wheels, a family memory, a milestone that should be pure joy, all of it turns into keeping score.
I’ve missed out on so many of those moments because I let my own anger control me. And I know I’m not the only one.
Our kids didn’t ask to be stuck in the middle of our pain. They deserve better than watching their parents tear each other down. They deserve parents who can put their egos aside, even when it’s hard, and just let them be kids.
So I’m raising the white flag today.
I’m choosing to stop keeping score and start showing up as the parent my girls need, even when it hurts.
If you’re tired of the cycle too, and want to set the best example for your children.
I hope you’ll join me.
Put down the "weapons", pick up the hugs, and do what’s right for your kids.
Someone has to go first, let it be us..

Thirty days smoke-free.
Yesterday I did a 30 kilometer bike ride in honor of this accomplishment.
Even made it up that brutal hill on 14th Street in Calgary without stopping. (You know the one)
Thirty days ago that same hill would’ve wrecked me. I’ve been hitting the gym every day since, and the cravings aren’t nearly as bad as they were at day 1.
If you’re out there struggling to make a change, just know you’re not alone. One day at a time really does work.
I’m still learning every day myself, but if my experience can help even one person, that’d mean the world to me.
If you’re serious about it, hit me up, I’d love to coach you through this.
Me helping you helps me, and it’s a circle that feeds itself.
You’ve got this.

Three generations.
All carrying the potential for addiction, depression, and suicidal thoughts.
(But also growth)
My mom didn’t make it.
I almost didn’t.
My mom took her own life on my birthday, a fact few people know.
For years I repeated the same cycle, drinking, using, and checking out, robbing my own kids of the father they deserved.
Then one day I woke up and decided enough was enough.
The pain stops here.
The excuses stop here.
The generational curse ends with me.
I’m not perfect.
I still have hard days.
But I’m present.
I’m sober.
I’m showing up every single day to give my family what I never had.
And if that version of me ever hurt you, just know I’m not that man today.
From the bottom of my heart, I am truly sorry.
If you’re stuck in that same cycle right now, whether you have kids or not, please hear this:
It’s not too late. You can be the one who changes the story.
For yourself, for your family, or for everyone who comes after you.
It ends with me…
And it could end with you too!

❤️

I'm revamping my pages.
For now, I'm stepping away from cannabis cultivation content. I don’t have the space or time to do it right, so I’m putting that on pause.
Instead, I’m focusing on real talk — growth, accountability, and moving forward with my life.
If you’re down to ride with me on this new journey, I’m grateful as hell. If this isn’t your thing, no hard feelings — I’ll catch you on the other side.