The Failure of the Alpha Male

The Alpha Male failed you. It gave you a pipedream and a plan that looks nice but was just a shell

He taught you that value comes from noise—

From dominance, status, trophies, women, and wins.

He told you that real men are always loud, always strong, always on.

But what he didn’t tell you…

Is that the loudest guy in the room is often the most insecure.

That status is fragile. It can be taken in a blink of an eye.

That sedating your emptiness with attention only works until the lights go out.

Then once again… you're alone questioning your own worth.

This isn’t manhood.

This is performance and many of us have gotten very good at performing. But it’s crumbling to our souls.

A real man doesn’t need to roar.

His presence speaks for him.

He’s not built on titles—he’s built from the inside out.

When I got to college it was a chance to rebuild my image. Nobody knew me I could completely start over. I wanted to have more of the confident image instead of being the quiet reserved guy.

I thought that's what I needed to be in order to find happiness, to feel like I was enough. I needed to be the “alpha.”

So I put on a hell of a show.

I was loud when I felt weak. I even did this male "beauty pagent" and on a dare I wore a speedo for the swimsuit segment while "Struttin like a G.O.D." was playing in the background.

Busy when I felt empty. I was a funny guy, could be the life of the party when I choose to.

Charming when I was disconnected. Was a flirt even though I wanted a deep relationship.

And it worked—on the surface.

But deep down? I knew it was a mask.

And when I’d be alone with myself… the silence would expose everything I was pretending not to feel. So eventually started to fade to the shadows and look for something with substance.

I thought emotions were weakness and I buried them deeper than the tunnels under the Pyramids.

Stillness was painful. I thought if I stayed in motion, the emptiness wouldn’t catch me.

But eventually, it did and I didn't understand why being "the guy" and seeming to have all the "things" wasn't working in bringing me happiness.

And that’s when the real work began. This is when my journey of personal growth really started.

Not to rebuild the alpha…

But to become aligned.

A real man doesn’t need to take up space.

He becomes space.

His presence brings calm.

His words carry weight because they come from stillness—not strategy. He speaks his truth as it aligns with his core instead of worrying about what sounds cool.

He doesn’t chase validation. He has released the need to get it from anyone from himself. He is the source of his acceptance and validation.

This allows him to move from identity.

The new model of manhood isn’t louder.

It’s deeper. It has essence. It has power.

It’s not built on women, money, or likes.

It’s built on truth, peace, and power.

This is the man the world is starving for.

And you don’t get there by “acting alpha.”

You get there by realignment.

Call your own bluff.

This week, look for the moments where you perform instead of lead.

Ask yourself:

“What part of me is trying to be seen right now? And what if I just let it be felt?”

You don’t have to say more.

You don’t have to flex.

You don’t have to prove anything.

Silence is a form of dominance—when it comes from wholeness.

You don't need more acknowledgment from others... you need to acknowledge yourself more.

Start there.

Start now.