After discovering some recently upsetting news, I asked two friends for some advice and counseling. I went into the conversation with much anger, frustration and sadness. I left with a new life goal and inquiry for myself.

Beforehand, there was lots of questions and confusion which is what had this all hit home, but here’s how it went.
Me: “But I feel like I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing. Aren’t all girls looking for daddy?”
Male friend: “You said it right there in the beginning.”
Me: “What?”
Male friend: “Aren’t all girls looking for daddy?”
Me to Female friend: “What does a woman want?”
Female friend: “A Man.”

It was at this point, I new that I had a new goal for myself in life. It all made sense. It all came together. Now, it is time for me to change.

And so, I’ve done some reflection. What the heck DOES it mean to be a man? I’ve realized all sorts of outside influences have already tried telling me what that involves (Real Men love Jesus. Real Men don’t talk about their feelings. Real Men let go on 5…ish Real Men choose Bic.), but none of them fit.

Here’s what I’ve come up with so far. “What does a real man want? A Woman.” And finally, I can see the ying/yang of it all. And a whole lot more of my past makes sense now.

I now look forward the future. What changes are ahead for me? What will my next relationship be like?

–Snoopykiss n’est pas ton papa.