My life in 6 seconds 

If there was nothing to describe my personality more.



I took my little brother (who falls on the autism spectrum) to see Guardians of the Galaxy and after this scene he lit up like a Christmas tree and screamed “He’s like me! He can’t do metaphors!” And for the rest of the film my brother stared at Drax in a state of rapture. 

So for the last 6 days I have heard my brother repeatedly quote all of the Drax lines from the movie verbatim (one of his talents), begin studying vocabulary test words, and tell everyone he knows that people with autism can also be superheroes.

Now I am not saying that Drax the Destroyer is, or was ever, intended to be autistic. All I am saying is that it warmed my heart to see my brother have an opportunity to identify himself with a character known for his strength, badassness, and honor. And that is pretty damn awesome. 

So while I adored Guardians of the Galaxy as a great fun loving film with cool characters I can do nothing but thank Marvel Studios and Dave Bautista for finally bringing a superhero to the screen that my little brother can relate to.

Wow. The power of seeing yourself in a larger than life character is something that can’t be cheapened.

You’d be surprised how good crying feels sometimes.

We have this notion that men don’t cry and that they need to “man up” and bottle that shit, but that’s the thing that kills you in the end.

Being a man has nothing to do with crying or not crying. Being a man means being there for your family and friends when they call.

You can’t be a man if you’re not here. 

It’s ok to be depressed. It’s ok to be sad. It’s ok to cry.

Just…stay here with us.