Even SuperMan has his Kryptonite.

I was talking to one of my good friends on IM today, and we were talking about the previous days events. I had dropped off some gifts for he and his family and he was on the way out to his sons birthday party. Me and his wife got to talking  and somehow discussed the pool party and how he had an “issue” with swimming, of course the issue being that he couldn’t.

I didn’t think anything about it and it came out today in that I would exchange swimming lessons for manual transmission driving lessons.  At first he quickly asked how I found out about it, and then downplayed it and then later dismissed it. I didn’t think twice about it, but later realized for whatever reason he didn’t want to talk about it or bring it up.

Now, I have no idea why he down played it. Heck, I don’t even know IF he downplayed it but regardless, it got me thinking how many important figures in my life and so many more people that I know have downplayed their insecurities, dismissed the possibilities that they weren’t perfect. My father was the king of this at times. I remember when I was a kid I’d ask him if he was afraid of anybody or anything and he’d say “Yea, I’ll whip the ass of any of your friends dad”, which of course made me giggle when I got into the “My dad will beat up your dad” argument with my best bud, whose dad happened to be Hulk Hogan’esk.

Fortunately for my father, me and my buddies knew we were just joking with each other and Hulk Hogan never randomly showed up to confront my pops.

I try my hardest to admit my faults up front but when I feel somebody looks up to me, or in some small fashion is impressed with what I have going in my life, I too try to down play my faults, or avoid them completely.  “Pfff  …  of course I’m not lonley, of course I’m the smartest guy on the planet, of course  nothing worries me when I lay my head on my pillow each night, of course my life is perfect and yes, absolutely, without a doubt my father can beat up your father”.

Of course, I’d be lying through my teeth.  I’m one of the loneliest souls you’ll ever meet. I go to bed each night with a thousand thoughts in my head and a heavy heart, and some nights I stare at the ceiling wondering if I’ll ever have anybody to stare at the ceiling with me. I worry that one day I won’t be able to support myself financially for whatever reason. I worry that I will wake up one morning and find myself living in a podunk town with a miserable job with no sense of accomplishments. I fear that I will be at heavens gates when my time is up, with so many stones unturned here on earth. I worry all the time.  I fear all the time. I’m no way perfect, nor do I claim to be.

I just have to keep remembering that nobody is perfect, or fault free. Everybody has their insecurities, or feelings and emotions that could drop one to his/her knees. Everybody. Nobody is immune to it.

Even SuperMan has his Kryptonite.

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