Tuesday, February 8, 2011

One Man

It's hard to think of things that are true. That I am such a difficult person many find it easier to avoid my presence. That I've only known one man who I knew could have handled me until old age and I left him years ago because I knew he'd be better off. I didn't want to settle for that. I don't want to be just handled. I want to be challenged. I want to grow. I want to learn from someone and have them learn from me. Most of all I want someone who will teach me to laugh at myself and all of my phobias and neurosis--someone to hold my hand and laugh in the face of evil things, approaching them and intimidating them until they are so small.

Nothing else will work. This is clear now.