“When Alon called me, I
could hear it in his voice.
He was barely holding on.
This was so much more than physical, the guy was having an emotional breakdown. Most men wait until everything collapses.
This dude was already under the rubble.
I’ll let him tell you the rest.”
Jon Shetrit
Founder - Alphadad
The Fat Kid Who Never Felt
Like Enough
I was the sad, sensitive fat kid.
Hiding in XXL t-shirts.
Cracking jokes so no one looked too closely.
Always pulling on my shirt.
‘Hate-staring’ at the mirror.
Laughing outside.
Screaming inside.
Life was basically an internal war.
The Fat Kid Who Never Felt
Like Enough
I was the sad, sensitive fat kid.
Hiding in XXL t-shirts.
Cracking jokes so no one looked too closely.
Always pulling on my shirt.
‘Hate-staring’ at the mirror.
Laughing outside.
Screaming inside.
Life was basically an internal war.
By high school, I snapped.
I ran, I fasted. I dropped all the weight.
Got noticed.
Started getting the girls.
But I didn’t heal. I just got smaller.
My insecurities stayed MASSIVE and in the mirror I only saw the fat kid.
By high school, I snapped.
I ran, I fasted. I dropped all the weight.
Got noticed.
Started getting the girls.
But I didn’t heal. I just got smaller.
My insecurities stayed MASSIVE and in the mirror I only saw the fat kid.
The Not-So-Recovery Recovery
That void ate me alive.
My weight yo-yo’ed like crazy.
50 lbs up, 50 down.
A military stint to “find” myself.
Started trading in the NYMEX pits.
My life was total Insanity.
The thrill, the pressure, the madness.
I learned to move millions.
The gambling and drugs came soon after.
I crashed hard.
Pills. Coke. Chain smoking cartons.
3 day casino benders…late nights that bled into dead mornings.
School flunked. Life wrecked.
Checked into a 9 month rehab program with my bank account in the negative.
The Not-So-Recovery Recovery
That void ate me alive.
My weight yo-yo’ed like crazy.
50 lbs up, 50 down.
A military stint to “find” myself.
Started trading in the NYMEX pits.
My life was total Insanity.
The thrill, the pressure, the madness.
I learned to move millions.
The gambling and drugs came soon after.
I crashed hard.
Pills. Coke. Chain smoking cartons.
3 day casino benders…late nights that bled into dead mornings.
School flunked. Life wrecked.
Checked into a 9 month
rehab program with my bank
account in the negative.
Humility or Death.
Addiction really pushed me to a breaking point.
Somewhere in that darkness, Divine Providence pulled me out.
I started a relationship with God.
I climbed out of the abyss. Life was looking up.
Married my high-school ex.
She saw the warrior buried under the wreckage.
I became a husband and a father.
A beautiful wife. Four kids. A home.
Stability.
To the world it looked like I had it all together. But deep down the suffering was relentless.
Humility or Death.
Addiction really pushed me to a breaking point.
Somewhere in that darkness, Divine Providence pulled me out.
I started a relationship with God.
I climbed out of the abyss. Life was looking up.
Married my high-school ex.
She saw the warrior buried under the wreckage.
I became a husband and a father.
A beautiful wife. Four kids. A home.
Stability.
To the world it looked like I had it all together. But deep down the suffering was relentless.
Melt Down
Eventually, everything fell apart again.
Three years. No income.
Massive trading losses.
Retirement drained.
Businesses failed.
I was frozen.
Staring at the screen for hours, afraid to take a trade.
My wife watched me disintegrate into nothingness.
Zoning out at bedtime.
Staring through my kids.
Doom scrolling 24/7. I felt hollow. Unavailable. Negative.
Like I was living under water.
Zyn and vape pens became my closest friends.
My body buckled under the pressure.
Pulsating arteries. Nausea. Migraines.
Panic attacks. Heart palpitations.
Ambulance rides to the ER at 2 am.
Monitors strapped to my chest.
Cardiologists, Neurologists, Gastros, vein specialists.
Cancer screenings. MRIs. EKGs. ECGs. EEGs.
Every ultrasound known to man.
Endoscopies. Holter monitors. Blood panels.
I went on a wild goose chase to find answers..
I was obsessed with blood pressure.
I needed to find “the cause.”
Every test felt like a clue.
To what?
a dead end.
I was unraveling and I chased
every possible cure.
Cold plunges. 72-hour fasts. Wim Hoff breathing. Ice baths. Chiropractors.
Somatic therapy.
Ashwagandha and vitamin drips.
Energy healers and magnetic pulse machines
in offices states away.
Inner child hypnotic work in unfamiliar basements of healers promising salvation.
Tear-soaked forgiveness letters.
Midnight psalms for hours alone on the darkest nights.
Graves of the holy men, lighting candles in
a desperate attempt for solice.
Trauma sessions and breathwork.
Night walks, journal stacks and podcasts on 2x speed. Productivity apps and prayers against the evil eye.
Conversations with ChatGPT till my head would spin.
Everyone said, “Maybe just breathe.
Or take something. Or chill out.”
But I knew I was dying inside.
Jon
The truth is…I’m familiar with insane chaos and I’m no stranger to pain.
But this felt different. This felt like the end. I had no peace.
Then I met Jon.
And things started to change.
Jon is cut from a different cloth. He doesn’t understand “I can’t.”
He doesn’t accept “It’s too late.”
He settles for nothing but the best no matter how far down you’ve gone.
He saw something in me.
He challenged me to face things ‘I knew’ were impossible.
And I did.
Together, we started rebuilding my life.
He believed in me when I had nothing left.
And because of that… I’m still standing.
Stronger then ever.
Forever changed.
Gentlemen. My name’s Alon.
I very much appreciate that you took the time to read my story, it’s been a brutal journey to say the least but I’m not here for your applause:
I’m here to help awaken in you what Jon awoke in me.
When I should have been kicked to the curb, Jon reached deep into my soul and pulled out the beast in me. He believed in me more than I believed in myself.
And the truth is, I didn’t truly buy it until the day he chose me to stand beside him.
“For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again”
-King Solomon
Proverbs 24:16
You’re not dead.
You’re sleeping.
Time to wake up.
Alon Bendory
Lead Transformation Coach, Alphadad
Gentlemen. My name’s Alon.
I very much appreciate that you took the time to read my story, it’s been a brutal journey to say the least but I’m not here for your applause:
I’m here to help awaken in you what Jon awoke in me.
When I should have been kicked to the curb, Jon reached deep into my soul and pulled out the beast in me. He believed in me more than I believed in myself.
And the truth is, I didn’t truly buy it until the day he chose me to stand beside him.
“For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again”
-King Solomon
Proverbs 24:16
You’re not dead.
You’re sleeping.
Time to wake up.
Alon Bendory
Lead Transformation Coach, Alphadad
Gentlemen. My name’s Alon.
I very much appreciate that you took the time to read my story, it’s been a brutal journey to say the least but I’m not here for your applause:
I’m here to help awaken in you what Jon awoke in me.
When I should have been kicked to the curb, Jon reached deep into my soul and pulled out the beast in me. He believed in me more than I believed in myself.
And the truth is, I didn’t truly buy it until the day he chose me to stand beside him.
“For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again”
-King Solomon
Proverbs 24:16
You’re not dead.
You’re sleeping.
Time to wake up.
Alon Bendory
Lead Transformation Coach, Alphadad
