I am tired of being seen as a threat. Tired of being evaluated by women when they look at me to discern whether I am a potential rapist, abuser, or just an average sexist cad. Tired of seeing mistrust in the eyes of mothers when I smile at a child’s happiness or play peekaboo to […]
Needless to say, I was a mess, and really stupid about relationships. I wrote that in Monday’s post, Guilt without Sex. “Ignorant” would be a kinder word than “stupid,” but there’s no sense in sugar-coating it. Handicapped by life’s vicissitudes I may have been, but still it seemed to take a long time to stumble […]
Remember how glorious it was to come of age, to feel the joy of first love and blooming sexuality? Remember how uncomplicated life seemed back then? Yeah, me neither. Coming into adolescence in the 1960s would have been difficult enough without the multiple handicaps: I was nearly two years younger than any of my classmates […]
Shame holds us back from jumping into the arena to seek what we want more than anything, and yet if we give in to shame we find ourselves confronted with the only thing that’s worse: regret. So here is the lesson of this week: the only way to succeed is to risk failure, and the only way to fail is to avoid risk. What do you want enough that you are willing to risk it all?