Always Land Right Side Up

Always Land Right Side Up

One spring break morning, I was sitting with my eight-year-old at a McDonald’s playland. He was showing me something cool he’d figured out about Nike shoes. No matter how you toss one, no matter what angle it leaves your hand or how many times it tumbles...
Why I Do This Work

Why I Do This Work

I don’t love everything about social work. The bureaucracy, the paperwork, the politics of it, the way the system sometimes gets in the way of the people it’s supposed to serve. There are real frustrations in this profession that nobody talks about in the...
Accept the World as It Is

Accept the World as It Is

The world has never been kind to men. And it never will be. That’s not a complaint. That’s not a cry for sympathy. That’s just the truth, and the sooner you accept it, the sooner you can stop waiting for permission to get moving. Men are expected to...
Stop Hiding Who You Are

Stop Hiding Who You Are

We don’t just hide our indulgent behaviors. That would be manageable enough. What we actually hide is deeper and more damaging: who we are, what we’ve experienced, what we feel, what we need. We keep the real stuff locked up and call it protection. We tell...
Count the Wins

Count the Wins

I’ll be straight with you. I drank six times over a three-year stretch. That’s not a success story in the traditional sense. I’m not standing on a stage with a chip and a perfectly clean record. And I’m not going to pretend otherwise, because...
What Young Men Taught Me

What Young Men Taught Me

I run six men’s groups, each with six or more men. One evening, after a quick dinner at home, I spent two hours with five young guys in one of those groups. It was only the second meeting of this particular group, and these guys were twenty to twenty-four years...