I'm 66 and my adult son called me last Sunday just to ask how I was - no favor, no crisis, no reason - and I didn't know how to have that conversation because I couldn't remember the last time anyone asked just to check, and I was so unprepared I turned the conversation back to him within two minutes because being asked about myself had apparently become something I don't know how to receive anymore - Silicon Canals
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I'm 66 and my adult son called me last Sunday just to ask how I was - no favor, no crisis, no reason - and I didn't know how to have that conversation because I couldn't remember the last time anyone asked just to check, and I was so unprepared I turned the conversation back to him within two minutes because being asked about myself had apparently become something I don't know how to receive anymore - Silicon Canals
"I couldn't remember the last time someone called just to check on me. Not to coordinate something, not to ask a favor, not because they needed something. Just to ask how I was doing."
"Somewhere along the way, I'd disappeared into my roles. I was the guy you called when you needed something fixed. The dad who helped with projects. The buddy who'd lend you tools."
"Growing up, nobody asked men how they were feeling. That's just how it was. My old man came home from the pipe yard every night, washed up, ate dinner, watched TV."
A phone call from a son prompted reflection on personal invisibility. The individual realized he had become defined by roles rather than as a person. Past experiences shaped a reluctance to share feelings, as men were not typically asked about their emotions. This lack of inquiry contributed to a disconnect from personal identity, making it difficult to respond authentically when asked about feelings. The realization highlighted the importance of being seen and heard beyond societal expectations.
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