Obligatory Purgatory

 

My new dad was in town in May. It is a strange thing to get to know a parent at 47. Grateful to have the opportunity before it was too late of course but strange nonetheless. I self-monitor fairly well and I find my reaction and emotions most intriguing. At 47 I feel like a honey badger...giving no shits about so many things that used to matter so much. I don't generally care if ppl like me, I don't care if people expect things of me, I say fuck you to obligatory things as often as I can if I do not feel they are genuinely important to me, etc. You get the idea...then you have a new dad come along and blow your shit up...because suddenly a bunch of things you never really felt weird about suddenly bubble to the surface. Al is a super chill dude...this is all me...as per usual. Admittedly, I do not have great experience interacting with the male species. Ultimately my penchant for being unmarried and unpaired is how I deal with my inability to relate to and trust the male s...