This is so painfully true. Men aren’t taught the emotional skills that allow them to negotiate these waters. And women never learn the coping skills that they have to employ when the slip is empty in the morning. That ship has sailed again.

We are, on all sides, all genders, shit at this. Shit at showing up. Shit at establishing boundaries. Shit at owning our shit.

Shit at shoveling out the shit so that we can rise above our shit.

The room full of shit has no pony. All it has is Netflicks, a few beers and a busted lamp from Goodwill.

Maybe a dog.

Because the dog has more emotional competence than you and I do.

Shit, man.

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