At some point, everybody has to do something they really don’t want to do. The feelings associated with knowing you have to do something you don’t want to do can vary from dread to anxiety. Often times the most common feeling associated with the dread and/or anxiety is fear.
Why are we afraid to jump in the cold water? What is the big deal about buying tampons for your wife or girlfriend (but not both, cuz that is rude)? Do you really need a loaf of bread, five magazines and that pack of gum to hide on top of the condoms at the checkout counter? Why would you be nervous to ask someone to please stop talking in the movie theater? Do you send back the bottle of wine or over cooked steak at the fancy restaurant?
What about that lingering project at work that doesn’t have a hard deadline? How are those TPS reports coming along? Do you ever call in sick to avoid a meeting?
Okay, let’s step it up a little bit. How long did you drag on that bad relationship? Have you ever had to lay somebody off? Did Fluffy really run away to a farm?
Have you told your mom or dad you love them? Do you ever sacrifice a perceived friendship with your children in favor of being the best parent you can be? Are you still having that spat with a relative that is becoming more distant every day? Now that you haven’t talked to your old buddy in so long, is it easier to just ignore them altogether?
We could go on and on here. It’s just that the toughest decision of the day can’t always be what to have for lunch. I mean, there is dinner to consider, beverage choices, and whether or not to blow off that workout again so you know if you are going to have dessert.
I just re-read all that above and despite a little condom humor, this is a depressing blog. I think maybe Joaquin Phoenix is on to something with his public check-out from society broadcasted on Letterman.
On the other hand, hiding behind a scruffy beard and sunglasses while planning on starting a hip hop band isn’t gonna bring home the tampons.
I don’t have all the answers. I can only learn from the actions I am afraid to take, after I take the fricking action.
So let me know if you need tampons. I’ve got you covered. Heh.
wow=provider of tampons
ReplyDeletenever used em before. and too scared to use them in front of my mom. she thinks only 'married' women should use them.
ReplyDeleteBoth the wife and the girlfriend having their periods at the same time? Any man in that position has my sympathies.
ReplyDeleteNot depressing exactly... just suddenly gave me Catholic guilt for all my avoidance tendencies. And I'm not even Catholic!
It’s because sometimes the not doing is just much easier than the actual doing. It is much easier to be afraid than to just confront it, whatever “it” is. However, once we take that deep breath and just do it already, it becomes clear that the "doing' is much easier than the not.
ReplyDeleteIf life is currently handing you lemons, I'm so sorry. May it pass quickly . . . and turn to lemon custard. Or cheesecake.
ReplyDeletehey, will you call Flat Stanley's mother later this week?
ReplyDeletei'll buy the tampons.
I dread like it's goin outta style, but I always do it in the end. Except for hushing the fellow movie goer. Sometimes those freaks will STAB a bitch!
ReplyDeleteMy very wise Grandfather used to say, "It's not the work that kills a man, it's the dreeeeead of it!" I think he was right for the most part. Ya know, 'cept for the coal miners.
I hope it gets better, dear boy. Just remember, you have a huge cock:)
FEAR
ReplyDeleteFalse Evidence Appearing Real
i know a little about a lot
My husband learnt early in our marriage that by choosing a life with me, he chose a life of acute embarressment. Lots of jumping in the cold water and buying tampons or Ural.
ReplyDeleteBut on the other hand, I have had a great deal of trouble facing deeply personal issues and it took years of learning to be fearless with that.
They say that fear of the unknown can hold us back, but I believe that fear of what we know to be true is tougher.
Most of my fears are anticipatory. I find that if I can force myself past that fear, whatever I feared isn't actually as bad as I thought it would be.
ReplyDeleteIn the end, fear is just there to protect us: from disappointment, failure, embarrassment, anger, violence, commitment, success, etc. If we can talk it down and tell it we're big girls and boys and we'll be okay, we'll be able to get on with things and do what we have the impulse to do.
And yes, I often forget this.
I jump in. I've found over my eons of living that it's a hell of a lot easier than stewing over it, imagining every horrible scenario possible, worrying, wasting emotion and energy.
ReplyDeleteI jump in. I do my best to be kind. I love to have fun with the buying of condoms and "marital aids" (even tho I'm not married).
I figure, what the hell. I'm only going to live once. I may as well give it my very best run rather than be looking at my dead body from the ether thinking, "Damn what a waste!"
Awesome.
ReplyDeleteAnd buying tampons for the girlfriend AND wife, just shows that you have good time management. Just ask my ex.
You seem to be positive most of the time. If you were 100% positive ALL the time, there'd be something really wrong with you.
Good post.
maybe you should check into a psych ward with all the senile, crazy, racist, hairy old people.
ReplyDeleteyou might like it.
just sayin....
and i think they dont need tampons so you would have that burden lifted!!!!
At the center of your being you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want.
ReplyDeleteLao Tzu
@compulsively: You probably need the Jumbos don't ya?
ReplyDelete@mars: I don't really know what the alternatives are and wish not to partake in that discussion.
@kate: Ha, good point! That must be when the man does the guys night out or guys weekend away!
@hannah: I actually completely understood every word of your comment. Yes, I think you are right.
@moi: Thanks moi. I actually have a good life and shouldn't whine about it. Although I could use some cheese with my whine.
@flat stanley: Tell her you love her. You can cough it out if you want to ease into it.
@OM: *puffing out chest, strutting around with random pelvic thrusts*
@momo: Careful. People that know too much sometimes have to be silenced. What an oxymoron - a silent momo.
@linda: Your hubby is a lucky man. And all that humor he gets from you (laughing AT you), far outweighs the other stuff!!
@steph: That is climb the mountain to the wise one in the cave kind of stuff right there. Thanks Steph!
@V: Yah, I think I do tend to behave that way - live for the moment kind of guy. But there are ebbs and flows.
@karen: So there is nothing wrong with me? Okay, that proves you are indeed crazy.
@compulsively again: Hey, I do have a meeting scheduled to volunteer to talk to old people. I bet they are all crazy. So I'm on my way...
@anon: What does Lao Tzu say about not knowing who you are?
ooh - quite a bit of recognition there.
ReplyDeleteThey are selling cock rings and flavoured lube in British supermarkets these days - I'd have a problem putting those on the conveyor with my cornflakes
will you buy me some plugs?
ReplyDeleteyou being the provider of such things....and yes, i like the jumbo....x2....its the way i roll yo.
my dad can kick your dads ass
ReplyDeletejust checking out my satans little puppy profile pic.
i may be doing this all day.
your blog is the best place for me to do this since you are in the need of some cowboy in ya and i am willing to annoy you until you stick that cowboy in yo self.
cowboy up mr. wow.
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ReplyDeleteIt’s just that the toughest decision of the day can’t always be what to have for lunchi beg to differ.
ReplyDelete(and formatting can suck rope)