Man Children...

Not that I need to bring any 20 something year old woman's attention to the pandemic sweeping the northern hemisphere, but if for some reason you've been trapped somewhere for the last 5 years doing something more important, like shoe shopping let me inform you.

Man Children - they are everywhere and they come in various forms - Reformed, Relapsed and Permanent Peter Pan.

Reformed cases can be diagnosed as having/being the following: BI is a living example of this category - he has embraced responsibility while understanding that you can still enjoy youthful activities - these men make good calming partners and safe havens for dysfunctional Type A's who need to have the pole from their ass removed... or just somewhere to feel safe and decompress.

A former Peter Pan case, who shed the permachild syndrome by embracing some of the following:
Commitment to a job and/or a partner
Timely bill payments
Ownership of either or both a car and residence
Maintenance of said car and or residence
Grocery shopping/cooking for oneself
Producing offspring in a responsible way, i.e. not like Little Wayne or whatever he calls himself

Relapse Cases can be diagnosed as having the following:

Achieved the above, but somewhere in the process they snap - they decide that the world is a scary place and the Lost Boys are where they would rather spend their time. These men normally end up 35, divorced, late on child support and wondering why the world is so cruel. Suck it up buttercup, you left the nest no going back is my view... Yes some of these cases are those who end up being coerced into commitment, but for the most part they are just weak, just saying.

Sooo, that leaves us with the Peter Pan's of this world - and AB is going to serve as our example.

Peter Pan's are a sticky business...

In AB's case, he has a part time job that apparently pays the bills for his apartment/phone/utilities and more importantly his drinking. Said part time job allows for plenty of free time to spend on his art - a graphic comic book of sorts - which I will say had amazing art - he does have two art college degrees... anyways

The remainder of his time is spent socializing - partying w/alcohol is a regular past time, about as regular as his trashy female friends namely a certain cheating ex. Oddly enough his guy friends aren't an issue, sure they're young but for 25ish most of them have their shit together. And while he says he would like commitment and children and all that...that isn't the real issue. The real issue is AB like other Peter Pan's are a safe place - they are the best guy friend who makes you laugh, can cook, remember important events and basically make you think all those happy thoughts that make you fly - then they drop you on your ass when you need them most, like say standing in a pharmacy buying Plan B at 7am on a Friday, when he decides to go cold. Bless him, I loved him - but I'm looking for my reformed case and he won't be one of those in this lifetime.

A similar subject video - we need a little music around here...