I’ve always had a hard time asking for help from others. Part of it is absolutely due to the toxic nature of masculinity when I grew up in the 80s. Men don’t ask for help. Expressing weakness is to be avoided at all costs. It’s my job to help others, but don’t expect others to help you. And for many who do ask, the help never comes at all. We’re told to “Man up and deal with it.” This is starting to change, but men, we need to do better. And it will take some humility.
“He hurt me, he scarred me, and even at forty-four it’s changed me forever. I thought of my students who’ve been through this and worse. It doesn’t matter if it happens if you’re fourteen or forty-four, it changes you, how you view the world. How you view yourself. For the first time, I could see myself as something else besides a strong, female teacher. I could be a strong woman.”
Preface This is the second part of my friend’s and another girl’s story. It’s a tale that is being told… Read more A Beautiful, Terrible Conversation – Part Two: Sitting At Home