“The Most Dangerous Lie Men Believe: ‘Handle It Alone’” - Ernest James Usher III
- Jan 18
- 2 min read

When I turned the corner on life, I assumed I knew what waited for me. Marriage. Travel. Bases. Retirement plans. The “settle down and build” chapter.
Then life laughed in my face and rerouted the whole GPS.
I had to learn how to be not okay with what I thought I wanted. I had to make peace with a path I never planned for. That shift hurt like hell but it forced me into the next version of myself.
For the last two years I poured everything into my business. And somehow those two years gave me more growth than the five years before it. Why? Because my focus shifted from “building for me” to “building for people.” And helping others solidified who I’m meant to be.
Nobody told me that helping people was a form of therapy. Nobody told me that investing in purpose would stabilize my mental health. But that’s exactly what happened. Every uncomfortable moment, every disappointment, every closed door was preparation for right now.
I refuse to be bitter. I refuse to carry anger around like luggage. I refuse to sit in frustration just because comfort left.
Instead, I’m choosing transparency. I’m choosing to speak on the things men usually bury. I’m choosing to acknowledge that we hurt, we struggle, we break, and we need help too.
And listen, therapy doesn’t make you weak. It doesn’t make you soft. It doesn’t make you less of a man. Therapy is progression. Therapy is wisdom. Therapy is acknowledging you’re not built to battle the world alone. There is a “too late” point — and men know exactly what that means. Too late is when the breakdown gets violent, permanent, or fatal. Too late is when you make a decision you never get to undo.
Don’t go there.
Ask for help early.
Ask for help loudly.
Ask for help even if your voice shakes.
Your greatness is not meant to suffocate under unspoken pain.
My story isn’t just a map for me — it’s a map for any man reading this who silently thinks he has to figure everything out by himself.
You don’t.
Not today. Not anymore.
Keep becoming.




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