Deadlines are a big thing for a lifelong journalist. And I’m missing one.
I mean I’m posting this, so technically I’ve not missed my self-imposed 9am every other Friday target for Woe Men. But this isn’t a proper post. I’ve not been able to get it together this time. Too much else has been getting in the way: work and life, those perennial challenges.
So I’ve decided to take a time-out. I’ve loved thinking about all this men and life stuff and have loved writing about it too. There’s much more to say too. In fact, writing this – and everything else that’s going on for me too – has changed my opinion of men. I’m shedding my ‘woe is men’, ‘we’re all rubbish’ thinking and embracing my man-ness. It’s hard but seems important, for my sanity and my overall completeness.
I will hopefully be back when time and mental space allow. In the meantime men, be there for each other and for everyone else in your lives too. It’s not just about you. But it also is about you.
I should also add that I’ll miss your fortnightly musings so would (thinking of me) encourage you to find the space to resume when you can.
Liking the sentiment, D. Be aware of the woe but don’t drown yourself in it.