This page is under constant edits depending on my mood when I revise it. Some days I think its to much info, the next I feel I left stuff out and edit it accordingly.

My Bio
I am always sus of people promoting stuff on youtube etc about creating reality, getting rich, creating the perfect relationship, that either they're faking it or their upbringing was such that they were programmed for success in that area by the love of their parents etc. And the book, training or webinar they are promoting will not work on everyone as it did for them, we are all programmed differently.

I don't share this as a "poor me", but to show that no matter what your childhood was like there is hope for you via Bob to discover more happiness in your life and less negativity.

This turns out to to be the post I least want to write and have had several goes at writing this and scraped each one so lets so if I can do it this time. I'm a very positive person, a "can do" sort of person. But it has not always been this way. Please note, I've had many a clients bring a tear to my eye as they tell me their story, my story below is far, far, from the worst story I've heard and I've heard a lot.

I'll try to keep this short. Okay terrible childhood, alone all the time, next to zero interactions with kids my own age upto around aged 12 then way to many kids my age.

Went to school little country town, 17 kids in whole school, nobody else in my grade, or the grade above, or below me, then half way thru grade seven we moved to city where suddenly there were over 60 kids my age and the second day in new school a teacher everyone liked started picking on me in front of 60 kids my age, half of which were my class mates, he nicknamed me "kangaroo boy" because I came from a farm where yes, there were kangaroos. Majority of the kids sided with this teacher and all disliked me because he did, so of course they all called me kangaroo boy.
I hated school so much I'd often fake being sick to stay home, then classic boy who cried wolf, then I did get sick and mum and dad didn't believe me and sent me to school in horrid pain. After two days of this they took me to the doctor, I was then rushed straight to hospital for surgery. The doctor said I was possibly hours away from a burst appendices and dieing. WooHoo more days of school to recover.

Was given the cane all the way from grade 2 till I left at year 10. To be honest in the later years I deserved it but not when I was in grade 2 when it was for something I didn't do, the teacher just didn't like me. He even gave me the cane 3 times in one day, 6 on each hand x 3. I never told mum or dad of any of the caning as I knew dad would just make it my fault and go off at me.

I was never hugged, kissed or told that I was loved by anyone during these years including my parents. My parents never played with or talked to me other than to tell me to do something or to tell me off for doing something. No social chat, no caring conversations, no love, no compassion. My brother left home when I was 7 and that was a blessing as he was angry, mean and an all around a hole. He was nearly 6 years older and had no interest in playing with me when he was still at home, be a bully, be a jerk etc Yes, play no.

Dad was a sarcastic mean piece of shit, often drunk which exasperated his bad traits. Never physically violent but always threatening it. Mum was unloving and uncaring with the exception that she would shield me sometimes when dad was drunk and going at me, she'd divert his attention which just meant he'd turn his anger on her.

I found out in later life, around 30's that I was an unwanted child, they didn't want anymore kids, mum was on the pill but she still fell pregnant. I'm guessing abortion didn't even exist as a possibility in 1959. hmmm I'm grateful for that 🙂

High school was okay, wasn't bullied anymore, still got the cane a lot which maintained my status with the tough kids I hung out with and they were the reason I was no longer bullied as I was in primary school. Other kids weren't scared of me necessarily but they were sure scared of the kids I hung out with.

Now the best thing that ever happened to me during high  school that changed my life to the opposite of grade seven.....

Got the cane the first day of high school, BEFORE school had even started for the first day. Because of that I was late to my first class. Now after my experience in grade seven the last thing I wanted was to stand out, I wanted to just go unnoticed, blend in, be left alone, however turned out to be a blessing getting the cane that first day, however I didn't know that at the time as I walked to the first class knowing everyone in the class would be sitting at their desks and I'd be the center of attn when I walked in late, not what I wanted as that was what started the crap back in grade 7. Standing out from the crowd.

Teacher however was awesome caring woman, she asked me why I was late, I said "I was up at the headmasters office getting the cane" as I held up my red swollen hands. Enough kids in the class gasped softly that overall it was a very large gasp from the class. Teacher asked why, and the reason for my caning was a stupid reason so now every kid in the class within 5 minutes of their first class, first day in high school is now thinking, "holy shit I could be caned for something so ridiculous or for something I didn't even know was not allowed".

End of class I'm surrounded by about 8 boys that are asking, "did it hurt?", "how many canes did I get?", they want to see my hands. Turns out many of those 8 were all the future  "bad boys" and they all became friends. My best mate of those boys within 6 months was recognized as the toughest kid in the school, he loved fighting and needed little provocation to be meeting another kid after school at the bike racks, or at the bus stops to fight them. Fighting was like a hobby to him, even kids years older than him were scared of him and he wasn't a big kid, he was the same height as me and I was a runt, yet he was a ferocious fighter and loved it.

Hence why I was never picked on in high school. I quickly went from introverted scared farm boy, to one of the bad kids, more caning, often, but that just helped maintain my status in my group of mates and the cane was no deterrence. I didn't care, yeah it hurt but the pain numbed out within 5 minutes. After all in primary school i got caned 3 times in one day, now that hurt, especially on the third caning for the day.

Left school, became an apprentice motor mechanic, dad still drunk and angry, still no attention or love or physical touch, found other bad guys to hang with as friends. Its what I knew and trusted, I fitted in with them, they were my tribe.

Socially I was a total screw up except with my tribe, as they were all the same as me. Nothing particularly eventful worth putting here other than I still often thought of suicide, but had been thinking that since the first week of becoming kangaroo boy. Very few long term girlfriends or interaction outside my tribe.

Eventually I started getting interested in personal growth but it was a decade long journey. Still often suicidal thoughts but they tapered of a bit as the years passed. As part of personal growth I ended up in the new age movement. Where everyone hugged, I think that for me became the main attraction of new age.

However I had to seriously curb my natural thoughts and expression of those in the NA movement and with my new friends I created thru it. I had to fake it. During that time period I trained to become a kinesiologist. Then 15 years later found out the serious dangers of new age and dropped it all overnight and within months had created NRT after doing a workshop with a guy who fixed my bipolar. But it wore off and the BP symptoms came back worse. (Now just to be clear, I was never diagnosed Bipolar but looking back knowing what I know now I had all the signs. But I thought I was normal, that everyone was like me and just didn't talk about it, like I never used to talk about how I felt.) 

So I adapted what he showed us in the workshop and modified his process to be done with kinesiology instead and created what was to become NRT, which was, at that time, not permanent but when it failed I could repeat it anytime my bipolar showed up again and remove it again in about 1 minute. Recently I've added NRT into the Bob template update that I did recently that made the NRT permenent. At least for the past 4+ years.

Where as previously I was using NRT about once per month for 20+ years. However I was not doing it because I'd gone back to full blown bipolar symptoms. I'd do it as soon as I noticed my thoughts getting caught up in running some negative drama even in the slightest way. I'd do NRT and they would be gone. But now it's permanent because of another template I was experimenting with on myself, related to lucid dreaming. The side effect of that made NRT permenent, at least for me. My life slowly got better but I was still crap at personal one on one relationships, be that with guys and especially with girls. I wasn't incel or anything, far from it. Loose rough girls who liked bad boys were easy targets as I knew how to be a bad boy. I knew how to walk and talk bad boy.

But I wanted more, my choice in women improved as my personality kinks were worked out via my path on personal growth via NRT and other means other than new age.

Decades pass. I am having far better relationships with far better people, making friends is still hard as my whole mental social programming from an early age over so many years was still messing with me, The idea of suicide still surfaced anytime things in my life went bad.

I start listening to people like Bruce Lipton, Jordan Peterson and many others, learn more about how early childhood socializing is crucial to life long mental and emotional health. Not just that but the actual skills required are developed primarily in the first 4 years of life. From prebirth to 4 years old (some say to 7) we don't just learn these skills, they are literally hard wired into us. Up to the age of 4 to 7 the human brain is in a hypnogic state. This is the exact same state a person is in when professional hypnotised, hence why people can be told to act like a chicken when they hear a cue. If your hypnotherapist can't literally make you cluck like a chicken then he's a fake, hes doing what essentially is a guided meditation which doesn't induce a hypnogic state in your brain. Your brain waves remain unaltered.

So we learn our response to every emotional situation in our life before we are 4 VIDEO LINK XXXX BRUCE LIPTON. So my first 4 years of life I was never socialized with other kids and then by 7 I was dropped into a school of just 17 kids with nobody my age so no social skills to be learned when your playing with kids years younger or older. No TV, No social media. And after school and weekends and school holidays I was just out on the farm on my own. Parents uninterested in me, no other kids, no after school play times, no birthday parties, no camps, no sleep overs, zero. Just me and a big empty farm. Now to be clear, I, as a child on the farm, I have no memories of being bored or lonely, as it was just "normal" I knew nothing else.

It wasn't till I was in high school and went to a friends house after school and saw how his mum treated him when he got home, a hug, a kiss, asked how is day at school was etc. A conversation that was not telling him to do something or tell him off for something which is the only thing I got from my parents.

Many more years pass.

I start reading David Deida and a new leap in personal growth happens. As while I was no longer in the new age movement a lot of the dogma had been accepted by my brain. Things like girls like soft, emotionally vulnerable guys, guys able to cry is good etc.

Now to some extent this is true but at some point that has to be grown past. It's a good skill to have, it's a stage, to be able to fully feel your emotions is definitely good in the right situation but the new age twists it to become a detrimental thing.

BUT, it is what all men have to grow thru.

I'll be doing a blog post on Deidas teachings in the future perhaps it is already up by the time you read this. I wrote a book (unpublished) years ago and am trying to find a copy of it on old hard drives etc as the editing of the book was thousands of dollars back when I wrote it but now AI can edit a book in a few minutes so if I can find a pdf copy I'll get it edited and give it away on this site in the future.

Deida was another huge leap forward in personal growth and it came with rewards. Because I met the most amazing woman I've ever met, loving, kind, super feminine, beautiful inside and out, with an equally amazing 8 year old daughter. Seeing them interact and the type of mum she was to her daughter blew my mind. I couldn't help but see the huge contrast between their relationship and my own up bringing at the same age.I took her amazingness as confirmation of how far I'd come, that someone so amazing and beautiful inside and out, a blessing.

After some years we split up but remained friends and to this day years later we are still best friends. Why did it fail, I simply was unable to fulfill all of the amazing Deida life changing teachings, and I was able to do most of it, in most areas of our relationship, except work/money. And that caused disappointment for us both.

We both move onto other relationships, which turn out to be worse than the one we just left. My next partner had an amazing heart, loves helping people but carried a lot of breakup pain from previous partners that cheated on her etc. And refused to do NRT or Bob to help herself. If you want to know how Bob solved this toxic relationship then read the bottom of the  statement ideas page here

To break the toxic relationship we were both trapped in I created Bob. After NRT some 30 years earlier I'd been toying with an idea for another process for years, collecting articles, watching youtube and just filing the info away. Then one day when the pain was the worst I decided to create a new process that in time was named Bob.

Then everything changed, all that stuff from childhood gone. Everything gone, the memory still there, but the pain and emotions around it gone. Keep in mind I fully committed to doing Bob on everything, literally hundreds of Bob sessions, it helps that I didn't need the video to do Bob, I could do it in 4 seconds anywhere, anytime. Now so can you.

I'm now happy all the time, well, ranges from mellow to excited. No down time and if it did show up I'd just Bob it.

Here's what could have been a serious test for the results of Bob, had a few lumps, went to hospital turns out it was cancer and they did a ct scan and the lumps were in my left breast, my lymph nodes under each armpit and in my brain which meant it was in my blood and in a very advanced stage. I was there all day and 10pm that night the head of surgery came to see me. By this time I knew it was serious just by the tests being done etc. She started explaining chemo and I stopped her half way thru her first sentence to say "no thanks I've seen friends go thru chemo and then die anyway, I have other options being an alternative therapists for years". "I know what death is and have no fear of it. I'm 65 years old and stats show I have on average only perhaps 10-15 years or less left even without cancer".

I said all this calmly with a friendly tone to my voice and a smile. I knew what a horrible job this must be for her to deliver this message perhaps multiple times a day. I decided I'd be the one that she'd remembered as being completely fine with my fate. The one person perhaps in her whole career that took the news with a smile on my face and a gentle, happy, content, voice tone. And I did.

As I write this do I know the alt therapies I have in mind will work? no. In fact as I write this I have already tried several and they've not worked so far.

While I can't say I've had a great life, I can say that some of it has been amazing, especially since NRT and Bob. I've had the amazing gift of watching NRT and Bob transform hundreds of peoples lives to being happier and they were one on one so I got to see the transformation in real time, their smiles after having their worst neg emotion vanish. And most important I have the satisfaction that I've helped 2 of the most important people I've ever had in my Life, my ex and now best friend and her daughter who I learnt recently had herself done over 100 Bobs which made me smile with happiness.

So I no longer know how long I have to live, but then, lets face it none of us do, so from that perspective I'm no different than anyone else except I have a likely cause and a approximate deadline. Haha "deadline". It seems relevant having said that to say the date as I write this is Friday the 11th July 2025

If my alt therapy doesn't work then I guess I may have a few months and in that time I'd like to get set up an automated marketing system and see BobThat.com go at least somewhat viral, and a few commercial users of Bob, enough to allow me to pass the site on to my best friend who is not tech savy when it comes to running websites etc.

So my goal is to get it at least being in the black enough to cover any costs including a contractor to fix any tech issues, should they arise and then Bob will live on. It's also why I've modified Bob template so it can be surrogated by others, so others have the ability that I've had for years to offer one on one Bob's to anyone in need, and there's a lot of them. So while I will not live forever then Bob can and if you liked Bob then help Bob grow on to help perhaps millions, share Bob, surrogate Bob and tell those you surrogate that they can now surrogate their friends and family.

If you do, then awesome, thank you, if you don't then I thank you for helping yourself and trying Bob.

Thank you for your interest 🙂

Long live Bob

P.S. NRT and Bob have recently been combined after 30 years as one simple process called Bob, I love Bob.