Let’s see, Sophia’s step-father is in the hospital, I am struggling with my marriage, and I have work stress.Â What can I do for a little relaxation?Â How about I write a blog post where I present myself as a horrible person?!
Why did I write the last post?Â Â Here’s the truth. Â I’ve been sleeping in the same bed as Sophia, and we sometimes end up doing something called “the tushy-push,” where we end up sleeping back to back, our behinds touching each other.Â Â Â Two nights ago, I thought about how much I missed sleeping with someone in bed — the human contact.Â Â Â I thought about some past relationships, and the rollercoaster ride that we all go on, and about how much marriage has taught me about women.Â Â I woke up and wrote the last post. Â Â It’s a personal blog and this is a personal story.
I was a little uncomfortable writing this, but I figured most of you know me long enough now that I can create a fuller character.Â Â You may be surprised to hear this, but I didn’t expect such an intense reaction.Â Â I wasn’t going for controversy.Â Â Who would want that attention? Â If anything, I was stupid not to think about all the hurt that so many of you walk around with every day.Â This event in high school always bothered me because I was so disrespectful, but we both moved on, and I learned to better relate to women in college.Â Â This was a specific incident with a specific person, not something I did repeatedly.Â Â Â Perhaps I over-dramatized the aftermath.Â I don’t go around thinking about it all the time.Â Â I’ve told other people this story, and it didn’t come off as dramatic, so maybe there is something to the WRITING of it that makes it so powerful.Â Â Or maybe it was ME writing it, and it came off as unexpected.
I’m not sure you can make any generalizations from the story, as if I was an asshole in high school and a great guy now.Â Â I’m the same as I was before, just more mature.Â I really hope that I’m not judged on one post, or any post, which would only make me more timid about opening up and telling you true stories.Â Â I can just as easily write funny stuff every day, but I figured I would take a chance on being real.