What men want

A few years back, I walked out of my therapist’s office completely distraught. In that moment, it felt like all the pain I’d ever experienced (including the loss of my mom to Multiple Sclerosis, a broken engagement, more vocational misfires than I could list, and a lifelong battle with depression) had reappeared to collectively bully me.

Leaving her office in desperation, I did something I’d never done in my 30-something years of life: I called a friend to ask for help.

Not a mentor. Not a counselor. Not a pastor. Just a regular old friend. (more…)