Mar 30, 2008 15:47
I think I've discovered something missing from my life. I didn't realize it was missing, or that it may be having an effect on me, but something popped into my head today and now I'm noodling it around.
I have no older, mentor types in my life and haven't for nigh on 10 years now.
In the very small circles I socialize in, I'm the oldest - if not chronologically, definately in a behavior sense. (Side note: the odd thing about that is I think of myself as being in my 30's - a particular person a few years older than me, I think of as late-twenties). I haven almost always been the one that people go to when there are problems and they want to unload or get an unvarnished perspective. This was super-evident in the 80's as I became the gay Rock of Gibraltar for the sci-fi community in Atlanta that decided to burst out of the closet all at one time.
But I think there's a certain something missing when we don't have someone we view as more experienced or wiser in some areas.