Making it As A Father
Sometimes, fathers search for what we don’t love when being a father demands and provides what’s needed but love aint satisfying enough.
I call it post-pardum regression- because we believe parting with what made us whole, or the freedom to penetrate another’s freely, without guilt, makes us less. It’s also seeing the future of raising and nurturing someone who doesn’t always want your version of love. There aint a man alive who looks forward to that rejection.
Fathers need to feel the risk is paying off. Its overwhelming, and sometimes hard to suppress the desire to risk it all. Making love out of what keeps us angry, worried, happy and believing life is beautiful and a mess. The stress of trying to keep shit perfumed so people can’t sniff the trouble you're into. Then turning it into a stable foundation for a better future.
Our mind never turns off, and it becomes a struggle to keep the rest of us from acting up-that’s when we shut down, and sabotage what we have and need to please the family.
What Fathers need to be: A god with tyrant tendencies. We don’t have to be mean but certain levels of niceness make us seem a kind of weak that can be overlooked and wasted every day.
We need reminders that our genetics are better than the players who couldn’t hang to finish the game they claimed to perfect.
We need to feel like we’re not stuck in the pace of children. We enjoy the happy moments and know how easily they are ruined. So, we hold everything in figuring out a way to enjoy it. Those are rare moments we don’t need to feel guilty for being selfish.
Being selfish is how I care.
It’s How we prosper. How I see the truth, and, how I avoid raising and contributing to humanities ruin-being stuck watching chicks get fucked on the tube-although sometimes it improves our mood. Sometimes we need to be left alone.
What we need all the time, is respect in our home.