There Comes A Point

[OldDoorGunner]

 

[dutchiedelta]

It is my problem as well. It'd be easy to say it's all their perception but to me, it isn't.
I can be a serious pain in the butt due to PTSD.
Figuring out whether they're nitpickers or whether I'm trouble on steroids around them is my responsibility.

That's theory, in practice it means I let few people in. Easier that way.

 

[Raven]

When I was a teenage girl and I was at some wedding or huge family gathering or something, a great aunt said to me, "Just find a man who's good enough and marry him."

At the time, I thought this was just archaic advice from a woman whose views were still moored in a time period when women faced limited opportunities. I figured she was telling me to settle down right away with the first man who seems decent enough.

Now I think that she was trying to say that nobody's perfect and Prince f*cking Charming doesn't exist.

 

[OldDoorGunner]

Raven, There are a few Real Men out there! All the others are little BOYS that think are real men, but have no idea what a real man is. My step dad took me on when I was 7, he was 54 and had never been married, so I was raised old school. One hell of a good man, my Dad. For his 70 birthday I took his last name out of love and respect, as he taught me how to become a real man.......

J R

 

[Sarg]

More and more, it's their problem. I don't have time to waste wondering what people think. About me. About life. Whatever. Lead, follow or get the hell outta my way. I haven't quite got my Walter Mathew Grumpy Old Man thing quite right yet, but hey...it's a skill!

Good on ya, John! I hated my old man right up to the point I realized his lessons were the only thing between me and a thirty year stretch in Winslow.

As far as advice for the ladies, I have enough trouble understanding what I do every day, much less what today's man is supposed to do.

Sarg

 

[atilla]

As far as relationships are concerned, I've spent the better part of my adult life trying to change into the kind of person someone else wanted me to be. Finally came to my senses and realized, if I'm having to change everything about me for this person, whats the point of being with them? I'm almost 50 now, and, like you, Sarg, I don't have any time to worry about opinions. My wife, I have to say, is that one person who has accepted me for who I am, even when the old, crusty, belligerent, stubborn, asshole, grunt comes out. She knows this is me and accepts it.PTSD and all. Just be yourself, and remember, if you love something set it free, if it comes back to you...it means no one else wanted it either. :)