It's interesting how much of their own history a person can hide from you.
It's easy to look at me and think I'm bubbly, because I laugh a lot. Or
weird, because I'm always divulging on Astrology.
But none of you would actually know what I've experienced in my life, simply
because I hide it.

3 men shared a bit of their life experiences with me last night and I have to
thank them for their honesty and courage in sharing their stories. They're men.

Truly, I'm beginning to believe that real men are the men who have been through
hardship. There's a sense of compassion they carry that I appreciate.