The ones who sit in silence. Fix sh*t. Carry weight they never talk about.
Not to bullets. To bottles. To silence. To shame.
This isn’t about therapy.
This is about building something real for the men & woman who don’t ask for help but show up anyway.
A garage. A patch. A retreat in the middle of nowhere.
A message on a shirt that says,
“I’m still here.”
We built this so you never have to sit in your truck wondering if you’re the only one.
You’re not.
Still Standing Garage™ is for you.
Flags for:
The guy who still checks exits.
The one who walks the perimeter of his own yard.
The man who hasn’t cried in years—but remembers every name.
Coming soon: garage nights, meetups, retreats.
Not therapy. Not kumbaya.
Just firepits. Old trucks. Wrenching. Coffee. Maybe silence.
Maybe the first words you’ve said out loud in years.
Want in?
Drop your name. We’ll let you know when the doors open.
All rights reserved. Keep showing up.