Anonymous Courage

By: sonofabeach96

Jul 21 2015

Category: Uncategorized


It’s funny, I used to be painfully shy.  I was an only child and was socially awkward.  If I had to get up in front of my class?  Panic ensued, heart raced, palms sweating.  When I became interested in girls?  Oh my god, the thought of asking a girl out was torture.  Of course, teenage boy hormones being what they are, I did anyway, but man it was frightening.  Even into young adulthood I had difficulty meeting new people and socializing with people I didn’t know.

Im better now, as age and perspective have given me a fuck-it kind of attitude.  I still don’t go out of my way to make friends.  I have a circle of friends that I hang with but I’m certainly no social butterfly.  That’s why this whole blogging thing is so out of character for me.  I’m speaking to people frequently, strangers, about very personal topics.  I’m asking questions of strangers, opening my life to strangers, giving encouragement to strangers, blurting out words of advice to strangers.  It’s surreal to me.

Im assuming the anonymity of user names and the ethereal world of the Internet allow me the freedom to open up without risk.  None of you know me.  Hell, I could be a serial killer, a Pygmy from New Zealand, or a 13 year old pimple faced boy from Kalamazoo.  None of you would be the wiser.  By the way, I’m none of those things, but I digress.  I’m just a normal guy, a dad, a husband, an employee.  I love photography, music, whitewater kayaking.  I appreciate my friends and I’m caring to a fault. There are people that I’ve interacted with for 10 years or more that don’t know all that about me.  But here I am telling anyone and everyone, complete strangers, all about my most inner thoughts and fears.  It’s kinda wild. Ill chalk it up to anonymous courage.

In the spirit of shyness, and opening up to strangers, my song of the day is “Shy Boy” by JD McPherson.  It pretty much sums me up to a tee.

9 comments on “Anonymous Courage”

  1. I happen to love pygmies from NZ and… you’re shy but you still got the girl that popped your tart. Awesome work!

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    • You’re awesome! Thanks for the kind words. Sorry, but I’m not a Pygmy. And, yes, somehow, someway, I got the girl. Still baffles me, but hey, who am I to question fate? 😉

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      • Please, just hold on to her with all your might. And give lots of gratitude you don’t have to deal with iHoles wanting to bake your noodle.

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      • Believe me, I learned years ago. Almost lost her. But, I’ve put the work in to be what she deserves, and do to this day. Been nearly four years. I refer to it as being on the clock. Been together 23 years, married 19, and we are as love struck and nauseating as ever. I’d wish this kinda love on everyone. The world would be a much better place.

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      • I adore nauseating married couples. You’re lucky to be equal partners. x

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      • We’ve had our moments when that wasn’t the case, of course. 23 years is a long time. But we always find our way back to each other. We are pretty nauseating.

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  2. Ok I would never have pegged u as shy! Very sweet 🙂

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    • Not so much anymore. Used to be, painfully. Little less each passing year. Funny how getting older makes give a shit less about what people think. If I were single I wouldn’t have any trouble walking right up to a woman and asking her out, now. Praise The Lord I’m not though! People are crazier than when I was dating.


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