
I am articulate and intelligent.
These are the quick, daily comics I am doing to capture life as it happens.

During a day filled with reminders that my current relationships are nothing like my former relationships (including overhearing a woman talk about emotionally abusing her boyfriend while we were at dinner), it’s hard not to engage in unhealthy behavior after having lived the life I have.
I have a tendency to put the people I care most about up on a pedestal. Right now it can be incredibly tempting to do this with my partner. But I know that will just drive a wedge between us.
So I struggle to continue to be present, honest, and engaged.
She’s worth the struggle.

The version of masculinity I grew up with was one that was modeled by a man with forearms like Popeye, covered in grease and ink, who worked on tractors, who called me “honey,” and cried every time he heard me sing a solo.
Strength, compassion, loyalty, and sacrifice.
I hope to one day be half the father he was to me.