So here’s the thing, you’ve probably read the last few posts and thought to yourself, “Man, this guy needs to get out more”. You’re probably right, but not in the way you’d think.
Everything I’ve written so far doesn’t explain what is probably the weirdest and most important thing about me: I am freakishly “normal”. I have a wife. I have a daughter. I have a house. I have a nine-to-five job. I pay the bills, I do the laundry and I even sometimes wash the dishes.
So that’s all pretty standard, right? So here’s the really crazy stuff: I don’t drink; I’ve never been drunk in my life. I don’t smoke; I’ve never done any drugs. I’ve only ever had sex with one person (many, many times). I’m tall, but not too tall. I’m skinny, but not too skinny. I’m not in great shape, but not horribly out-of-shape either. I married the only woman I ever loved (in the non-platonic sense). I am without a doubt the most boring person I know.
The irony here is that I am so far from being well-adjusted. I have what many people would envy at my age — everything in its right place. But I always want bigger; I always want more. I didn’t grow up dreaming of being married with children, living in a nice suburban neighborhood and going about my day-to-day life like a Leave It To Beaver rerun. So how is it that’s exactly how I ended up?
I would love to tell you I regret my decisions, that I’d made mistakes. Should I have lived my life differently? Probably. People will inevitably read this and have questions. How can you go through a life without a drink? Without a party? How can you sleep with only one person, ever? How can you even call that a life?
To that I only have one answer: it is not a life, it is my life. If I had made any of these choices differently, I would not be who I am. Despite my insecurities and the various other issues I’ve talked about on this blog, I’m actually quite happy with me. I’m a pretty good guy who’s done fairly well for himself. Sure there’s a lot of stuff I didn’t get to experience that most other people did. In a lot of ways that’s what this blog is all about. My life in reverse. It’s like I started at the end and now I have to go back and open all those doors in between.
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