A lot of the time, I don't like myself. I'm not sure why, I just don't. I have a horrid self-image. But then I have days like today.
I awoke at 3 in the afternoon (see previous entry, I didn't go to bed until 10 a.m.) to find that my niece was at my house. We watched Blue's Clues and then she helped pick out a dog collar for Molly at the pet store with me.
The look of complete wonder in her 3-year-old eyes as I showed her the fish and the turtles totally blew my mind.
Her innate, child-like curiosity made everything else in my life melt away.
Rebecca causes all the worries, stress, depression and other crap to cease existing. She's the bestest. And I feel the bestest when I get to spend time with her, because when she says "I love you," I know it's sincere.
I awoke at 3 in the afternoon (see previous entry, I didn't go to bed until 10 a.m.) to find that my niece was at my house. We watched Blue's Clues and then she helped pick out a dog collar for Molly at the pet store with me.
The look of complete wonder in her 3-year-old eyes as I showed her the fish and the turtles totally blew my mind.
Her innate, child-like curiosity made everything else in my life melt away.
Rebecca causes all the worries, stress, depression and other crap to cease existing. She's the bestest. And I feel the bestest when I get to spend time with her, because when she says "I love you," I know it's sincere.
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I don't think it's as simple as all that, by the way. I think in a lot of ways men internalize this stereotype of themselves as perverted and only focused on sex, etcetc. I think it's just as bad when people think "men are dogs" as it is when they treat women like sluts or idiots. People are all very deep, i think, but some people are just jerks.