Maybe you’re getting Winter fatigue. Here’s a reminder that it’s not all bad.













Some of my coworkers of the last several years who are several years older than me, have often said that they have “no filter”. Meaning that they don’t care what others think or who might be offended by what they say, which reflects what they think, of course. When I first heard this, I thought it was a negative thing, like, if the majority of people hearing something you said are offended, maybe there’s a reason. I think there’s validity to that thinking, but maybe they’re not all wrong.
I don’t mean that it’s ok to go around offending people left and right, but in these days, almost anything you say can spark offense or controversy with someone. There’s a fine line between what’s offensive and what’s just challenging or even questioning, in an objective ponderous way. We’ve become so polarized by political differences and divisive leaders that we have forgotten how to disagree agreeably. I don’t claim to be above this or that I’ve never been divisive, but I try not to be. It especially helps when someone I know and respect reminds me that they might agree with some of the things that I rail about.
So, it’s good to not let the approval/non approval of others to shape your personality or beliefs, or to stifle your voice, but maybe your coworkers, friends, friends of friends, parents of friends, family of significant others, church members and others can help remind us that we are all in this together and that we, the people, the working schlubs who are the backbone of this country and the world economy, are not all that different. The powers that be among the super wealthy and the upper levels of government, industry and society are the ones who can’t get along and push their own agendas on the rest of us, often to our detriment.
Last fall, two gay friends and I sat in a crowded pub after playing pickleball by the invite of a couple who invited us to join them at their table. We chatted about general things while the Phillies lost a key game in the playoffs, which disappointed us all. The longer we talked, the more I sensed they weren’t totally liberal, but they also weren’t spouting right wing aggression at us. We all got along and even commented on that. They were really nice people and I wouldn’t have cared if they were Trumpers. They were just people. Middle class people who have had similar life experiences and came from similar backgrounds and lived in the same area. I could relate to them. Politicians from all over the country and vastly different socio-economic roots can’t seem to do what the rest of us do: find common ground.
Maybe we should just keep firing them all every 2, 4, or 6 years, depending on the length of their terms.

I didn’t date much when I was younger in part, because of anxiety and shyness. I might have been able to push past the anxiety with the help of those teen hormones, but I was also very deep in the closet. I was raised in a very religious home and I believed in what I was taught. (Still do, except for all the gays go to hell bit.) I did fear my mother’s disapproval, and my dad too to a lesser degree, but it was more than that. My faith was important to me and I wanted to be a good Christian and be right with God.
So religious repression worked with my anxiety to keep me from seeking romance with girls too much. It also didn’t help that I’m only five feet tall and was socially awkward back then.
Now, I know that God loves me the way I am and I don’t fear lightning striking me down for having relations with another man. It’s too bad I figured that out when I was no longer young and fit. I also hit a time of depression and was on disability for about ten years. But now, I’ve been back to full time work for about twelve years and was working part time several years before that and over the last year I’ve lost weight and am working out again and looking better than I have for a long time.
So why have I still not delved into the gay dating arena? What is it I’m afraid of? As I take a good honest look at myself, I think it’s actually fear of trusting someone to be vulnerable and intimate with him.
I’ve had people betray me and manipulate or use me, and let me down all throughout my life. I do have misgivings about meeting strangers through dating apps, but I think I could get past that, just as I’ve gotten past the religious complications and depression and shyness. All those reasons have faded away and I’m still not dating. Yeah, I think it’s a trust thing. The thing I fear is putting myself out there. Fortunately, I can finally picture it happening. It’s not just a thing I say I’m going to do eventually. Change is coming this year, I think. I hope.
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