Confessions of a Spiritual Dickhead
My monastic lifestyle and holier-than-thou righteousness covered up a long-held secret
It has been my experience that before we know who we are, we learn who we’re not.
I spent my twenties learning I wasn’t a coke-snorting frat boy, or an Upper East Side yuppie in a pinstripe suit. And in my early thirties, I had to…