An open letter.

To my friends, my family, my fans.

I am sorry for being so silent of late.

For many of you, what you see of my life is heavily curated. You see a snapshot, you see what I want you to see and sometimes you see a character and at times you will see the real me.

I have never been one to act up to the camera, I haven’t gone chasing popularity contests or measuring dick sizes. But nevertheless, I like control in what I do and say. That is the real me.

The last few months have been a revelation for me. I’m a father now and with that comes all the challenges that I expected and so, so, so many more that I could not anticipate.

Couple that with the upheaval and constant churn that is the HWA, and I’ve been there more in body than in spirit of late with my responsibilities.

HWA is my home and yet at times also my prison. It’s both the medal and the millstone around my neck.

It’s complicated. It always has and it always will be.

What it was meant to be is fading and I won’t let it slip away.

You can be sure of that.

The Baron has many more matches to give you all but forgive me for stepping out of the teacher role for a little while as my son educates me.

To my wife Vanessa, I love you. Always.

To my son Kai. You are my world and I’d do anything for you.

To my friends and family, I will see you all soon, perhaps slightly bedraggled and sleep deprived, but soon.

And for the fans, you will see me at Havoc. Lunatik and I will put on a hell of a match I’m sure.

- Hans