Guilty as charged.
So the other day I wrote something sweet and vulnerable and open and…clearly annoying…and a longtime Buddhist pal laughed at me and told me to shut it.
I wrote this.
Then, this happened: a longtime pal I’m out of touch with Facebook/emoji laughed at my tough times and told me to shut up. That I looked like an idiot talking about my failures, or sadnesses, or broken heart. He didn’t even DM me, first, as a friend might care to do. That’s okay, I can deal with it, but I did reply:
“An old Buddhist friend made fun of me & told me to shut up FOR THE LOVE OF GOD last night so I called my buddy @duzer and now I’m blabbing about it.”
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I mention this quote, above.
And, I reminded myself that “being a man” isn’t about being “tough” or “strong and silent.” It’s about loving, protecting, being brave enough to feel unpleasant and hard things fully, and to be open about them.
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Vulnerability isn’t weak. It’s resilient if grounded in sanity. Openness isn’t embarrassing—keeping our “dirty laundry” private is shame and depression-inducing. Community heals. Honesty can lead us back to living joy—and love.