Fortress of Solitude

We will become like the heroes we worship and adore. There is a superman in all of us, at least that is what we tend to believe about ourselves. Although we may not be faster than a speeding bullet or able to jump over tall buildings, we do believe that we are able to accomplish great feats like putting together our child's some assembly required playground equipment. But our ego gets wounded when the external world does not match our internal perceptions. We get angry. We get frustrated. We are left with the dillema to either forge ahead in our ignorance, read the directions (ask for help) or go off to our own Fortress of Solitude. On the lighter side, some men choose to go fishing, others choose to go the internet or play video games, and some choose to sit in front of the television engulfing their entire being into sports. On the darker side, we choose alcohol, sexual encounters with strangers, or drugs. All serve the same purpose, to place ourselves in a fortress against feeling like a failure. Men hate to fail but we hate feeling like a failure even more.