Mentor
I have a friend behind the screen who has been with me at every turn for the worse, I don’t mention him here because he knows about this blog and SL and has asked to remain out of it. Which I completely understand and will do my best to keep that promise.
But he, knowing me very well, always said my problem was I had no mentor in my life. No one who was older, who was a good role model, who I could turn to for advice.
My parents aren’t really … well… why sugar coat it? They simply are not good role models. Anyone who gets to know me well enough knows that. Yes my parents strategically made very wise decisions to help me in my life and for that I am grateful. But that only goes so far… and the emotional and mental abuse I’ve suffered for years doesn’t make up for the education I’ve received under their care. What good is being intelligent if you don’t have any motivation to use the skills you’ve learned?
Spice and I often lamented not having any mentors in our life as well. He for a while thought he had one, but it turned out after a few years that the man was too immature.
But recently… I’ve begun to sense that I may have found someone who is older, who doesn’t see me as a piece of meat, who can give me the right kind of advice, who I look up to and appreciate being around. When I talk to him, I feel as if he’s family and I truly do feel safe listening to him. More than that, I feel comfortable talking to him about just about anything.
I can only hope… that in the future this feeling I have proves true. I really don’t want to feel as if it’s always me against the world anymore.
