Love Letters to My Black Son's
Intimacy means being real, but not always being nice. We live in a world of appropriateness and politeness where we have all culturally agreed not to make each other uncomfortable or press each other’s buttons. This habit of holding-back creates insipid and stagnant relationships. I don’t want you to hide the truth from me when you see me behaving smaller than I really am.. I want your challenge, your insights and above all your ruthless honesty. —Jamie Catto
Yesterday I met a handyman that instantly earned my respect. You could tell he was a hard worker and life choices had not been kind to him. But . . . he was brutally honest when it came to what he wanted sexually from a woman.
He wasn’t a good looking man but he wasn’t an ugly man. His clothes had been stained with various shades of paints and grime from handyman…
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