Still Standing Garage™
For the Ones Who Came Home Changed
The ones who sit in silence. Fix sh*t. Carry weight they never talk about.
You’re not broken.
You’re just still standing.
WHY WE BUILT THIS
We’ve lost too many brothers.
Not to bullets.
To bottles.
To silence.
To shame.
This isn’t therapy. This is a garage. A patch. A firepit. A flag.
A shirt that says: “I’m still here.”
We built this for the man sitting in his truck wondering if he’s the only one still f*cked up. You’re not.
This is for you.
JOIN THE ROLL CALL.
We don’t do newsletters.
We do names. We do presence.
Drop yours. Drop a brother’s. Or drop a dot if you’re not ready to speak.
You don’t have to say much to be seen.
You Don’t Buy This to Look Cool.
You wear this because you’ve lived through sh*t that broke better men.
These aren’t t-shirts.
They’re f*cking flags.
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.
GARAGE RETREATS
– COMING SOON
YOU DON’T NEED A COUCH.
YOU NEED A GARAGE.
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.
© 2025 Still Standing Garage™.
Built by the Broken. Owned by the Ones Who Never Quit.
All rights reserved. Keep showing up.