If there is one thing I really have low tolerance or patience for, it’s a whining, complaining ass individual, especially a man. Gay or not there comes a time when the babying, self pity, feel bad for me shtick grows old. And damn it the time has come.

You know being a gay father for me is something I take to heart, because they people that I accepted and grew up were young, impressionable and in need of that tough but caring love of a father. My sons are all grown men now. By grown I mean over age 25. They have been developed and now are now in more of an advisory father role. I don’t hold on too long like mothers do, lmao, I let them go to experience life with all the tools given to them.

They have all fell at different points, made mistakes and learned and grew into stronger men. Now as they are coming to the end of their twentys they’re working towards life time goals. Working on legacy building and story making. They’re doing what I always taught them, think of your goals beyond this gay world because a bigger world exists. But you know there is always that one and he has found out the hard way why his siblings always said daddy is mean sometimes.

Let’s be clear folks, I’m not mean but I just dont tolerate the bullshit and the deep self loathing. We all get put in tough situations and if you’re a black man from the inner city, well you know you good for at least 10 challenging situations before age 30. He is in the midst of these challenges and at 26 years old I expect you to have a foundation of conflict resolution and problem solving that is still missing. He has been my son since age 15. I have shielded him from some things when he was too young but let him be exposed as well as he aged. He got some very valuable life lessons and they gave him a thick skin and a humor that masks his true pain. But it also created a liar and a pity party person and an oversized child in the process. Primarily because his birth parents coddled him, giving him any and everything no matter if earned, but they didn’t really accept him as a gay man. His dad, like most black fathers, doesn’t accept it really and it shows that it bothers him. So I’ve always loves on him as much as I can so he knows he has that love he seeks. While not his real father I do my best to stand in that gap. But I need you to grow up!

Stop asking everybody for money every week and get a damn job and make some. Stop fucking around with college, that you’ve been in for 8 years and still dont have your bachelor’s degree. Stop being dumb and fucking the wrong dudes all the time. Dont get caught taking trips to other states to fuck and get stuck in that state. Stop blaming your mom and everyone else for your failures and downfalls. Accept responsibility, grow up and make changes.

Damn is it that hard for a person to realize being a child dont last a lifetime?