Blog entry for:

of MY limitations.
ahhhhhhh, here is certainly where the shite can hit the fan, after all what are limitations and what is humility, the state of knowing and accepting who i am. what limitations are inherent in me and what limitations were culturally or socially put in place and are still being enforces. as one can see i have more than a few thoughts on this topic. so as i sit here, filling my ancient IPOD with muzak fro a road trip, i am struck by the very notion of what are my limitations and which ones can i safely assume are ones that i will never be free of.
for sure, i will never bear and give birth to a child, as i lack the necessary plumbing due to the physical limitation inherent in my gender. that may change, the limitation, with advances in science and technology, but not in what i see as my life time. i could go down one of those along those lines path, but i am certain the idea i am trying to express here is quite well illustrated with that bit of hyperbole. HOWEVER many of the limitations that were culturally and socially based due to my gender, are certainly ones that i can and have overcome. the notion that “big boys don't cry” and that “real men, never let anyone know what is going on, on the inside.” ARE at the root of many of my most troubling character defects and kept me in active addiction for far longer than i really needed to be.active addiction took those two notions and one that i imposed upon myself, that i would never be the best at anything, so why bother, and ran with them. looking at my life, my attitudes and my belief structure today, i amazed i made it out of active addiction with any social skills left at all.
anyhow, i am way too distracted about getting out on the road to write this little ditty today, so i will say so long and see you from Bozeman in the morning.

∞ DT ∞