Without the whispers, without the guidance of a peer, a father, a godfather or any male relative I didn’t take the reins of manhood at all. I usurped the natural progress of growing into a man. Listen, it is important, critical for a boy to develop these skills the right way. Bypassing the normal growth progress and you end up with a mess. A tragedy, unaware of the damage out the gate and for miles down the track. You grab anything, anybody and hold on with a death grip thinking you’ve found the piece to complete the puzzle. Relationships are choked into submission, dreams are just mini-dramas that bleed out to fatal incomplete deaths. They stay alive in a zombie state to keep chomping on your incomplete sense of ideals for your so called life. It doesn’t stop. “I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I don’t know what major to take. I don’t know if she’s the right one”, etc., etc., etc. Four things need to be developed here; family, relationships, pea