Whats in a name

 

I said my late wifes name out loud today. I can’t have spoken it in a while because it almost felt foreign. I was kind of sad to realize that, but nice to know I’m moving forward.

Imposter syndrome

 

Scroll on past this post. It’s shit.

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I spent my childhood being told that I was stupid.

Over and over for years until I was convinced that I was.

I had no clue I could write more than basic sentences until I was 40.

Even now there’s a part of me saying YOU ARE A LIAR!!!! A FRAUD!!!! And no matter what anyone tells me, I feel it.

Sometimes that part of me gets loud, very, very loud.

I have to step back and I can’t really say much because no matter what, I cannot believe anyone when that part gets loud. I end up feeling like I’m just a joke who is being laughed at. Just like I was when I was a child.

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Be kind to the quiet weirdo, he’s been through more than you know.

Knowledge of women

I get asked at times, how do you know so much about women?

So, over the years I have known a number of women who have been kind enough to answer questions. Deep, explicit questions. They know I’m not angling for sex, it’s knowledge. I still have go to women that I ask things of. Kinky? I know who to ask, BDSM? Yup, Older women, covered.

Sometimes I research, there’s info on the net, in the right places.

But those women have been, and still are, amazing sources of knowledge.

Random thing, around 50% of women prefer one breast over the other one.