For teen fathers it is all terror - at least for me. You see the life you imagined dissolving into the life you've chosen. I'm not complaining - my daughter was the single best gift of my life - but the reality is nothing can prepare a boy for adulthood. Except maybe adulthood.
How a person responds to that is a reflection of a number of factors - some obvious, some not. We all like to believe we would do the right thing when faced with a life altering challenge. One thing I have is arrogance - sometimes in spades and I often hide behind bravado looking to present myself as something I'm not. My dog does the same thing. When he sees another dog - he puffs himself up, haunches stand, he lowers his head and attempts to make himself look bigger.
Ususally, bravado carries him - usually. Once we end up at the vet putting 30 stitches in his ass.
That was me - all bravado covering a bloody and bruised ass.
I relied on bravado to cover my fear and shame. The fear was because I was immature and didn't know how to grow-up. The shame was from deep inside. I don't know where exactly. I didn't think well of myself to begin with and then toss a helping of public shaming from my family and my daughter's mother's family - and some snickering by friends - and I wanted to die. I felt like I was dying. I felt like I was drowning on dry land.
The first time I heard Roy Buchanan singing "Drowning on Dry Land", I knew the song was about me and how I ended up at nineteen with a pregnant angry girlfriend. It's amazing what a boy will to for a little piece of tail.
I'm going down. My nose is in the sand
I'm going down. My nose is in the sand
A cloud of dust just flew over me
And I feel like I'm drowning on dry land.My father told me. He said, son don't rush to be a man
My father told me. He said, son don't rush to be a man
But I went ahead anyway, and now I feel like I'm drowning on dry land.My father use to tell me, about a dog that couldn't see too well
I'm going down. My nose is in the sand
He was crossing a railroad track one day
When a train cut off a piece of his tail
You know that dog turned around but he didn't even stop to look up and down the rail
And you know that dog lost his whole head
Trying to find a little piece of tail
A cloud of dust just flew over me
And I feel like I'm drowning on dry land.