At the risk of coming off as "feminine" or even getting flamed for whatever reason, I'm gonna lay this out on the line.
I have come to the conclusion that one thing that is dragging me down at this point in my life is a lack of intimacy. I know, that sounds GAY. But after a bit of soul searching I have reached the conclusion that intimacy is something that I very much desire. Possibly as a bandage to cover other issues, but that is what I crave nonetheless.
Some of you may know that I have been going through some tough times. Over the past couple of years I have had to deal with a breakup with that taught me some very valuable lessons about women. Including some stuff that I almost wish I hadn't discovered.
Add to that the serious issues I have had with my business life, friends (more than one) betraying my nearly unconditional trust, and the fact that this has all culminated in me having to basically work 7 days a week, it has all taken its toll.
I posted a few weeks ago about how I finally felt as though I have been liberated, that I don't NEED to spin plates. That I was "living the plate mentality". I honestly thought that I was at a point where I could stand on my own two feet in regards to "taking or leaving" women.
Actually I still DO believe that I can take or leave any one particular woman, even the latest one I was interested in, but when she flaked last weekend I was completely DEFLATED.
So I had to stand back and ask myself WHY this happened. After all, I still feel as though there isn't a woman out there who could suck me into her vortex. It's not about the individual woman, it's about what any given women can provide for me.
Looking back to last year, the same thing happened back then, when I was dating the chick who ended up getting married earlier this year. We had a casual relationship. No talk of commitment whatsoever. She was free to do whatever with whomever. But I remember sending her a text one night when she was out of town, and when it didn't get returned I knew something was up. My trusty spidey sense told me that things weren't status quo.
This was right about the time when all of the sh!t started hitting the fan, when I discovered my best friend was robbing me blind, when I had to start working insane hours.
All of this was happening at once. I knew the chick was gone. I just let it go, but then a couple of months later she sends me an email saying she was now in a relationship with this other guy, how she still wants to be friends, blah, blah. I remember that I already knew it was long since over, but I immediately got this overwhelming feeling that I was all alone in a world that seemed to be plotting against me, and everything hit me like a ton of bricks.
After that I began suffering from withdrawal. It wasn't withdrawal from this chick, but from not having SOMEONE to take the edge off of the chaos. I knew I would never marry her or even have a serious relationship. Hell, she was on strike two for bad behavior. But I felt as if I lost something that was really helping me to keep myself together. I now know that "something" was intimacy.
After that there were random encounters with random women.
One of them really caught my eye at first sight, but it wasn't long before I realized that she was bad news. Oh well, good for a fukk I thought, so I pursued it.
The few times we did have sex I felt like I was just a sex toy. The big purple dildo that was sitting on her bathroom counter in plain view the first time I was at her place might have been an omen!
That was all good and fine, I like busting a nut just as much as the next guy, but I was beginning to realize that sex without intimacy wasn't really doing much for me. Needless to say, my interaction with her was unfulfilling.
Which brings us back to the present.
Over the past few weekends I once again got a little taste of that which I felt I was lacking. Intimacy.
Just having SOMEONE sleeping next to me at night (who seemed to be into me) gave me a boost. It was just having someone with the "potential" to give a sh!t about me and my life that picked me up.
I know it's all an illusion. "Love" and all that crap as most people know it does not exist. But at the same time I know that I am human. I am a social animal that craves interaction just like the next person. I'm an introvert by nature, but that does not preclude me from the basic wants and needs that everyone shares.
So here I was. I had built up expectations. I was busting my ass all week with the idea that there was an escape waiting for me on the weekend. And when I realized that wasn't going to happen, it took the wind out of my sails.
I can't stress enough- it is NOT the fact that I am hung up on any certain woman, or than my interest level is too high, or anything of that nature. And despite my needs and desires I am fully able to control how I act and react around these women. I still make mistakes, but not like 90% of guys do.
And as I alluded to earlier, this isn't about sex. I'm sure I could have a lot more of that than I do, and it's great and all, but the idea of fukking for the sake of fukking doesn't do much for me at this particular point in my life.
I don't necessarily want a girlfriend (although that might solve the immediate issue) and I DEFINITELY don't want a wife, but I have to wonder if actively seeking a relationship is the only way to fill this void.
So there it is. I'm very interested what my fellow MM board members have to say about this. I don't have a specific question about it, as I believe I recognize what it is, but I am curious to hear what your thoughts are.
Fire away.
I have come to the conclusion that one thing that is dragging me down at this point in my life is a lack of intimacy. I know, that sounds GAY. But after a bit of soul searching I have reached the conclusion that intimacy is something that I very much desire. Possibly as a bandage to cover other issues, but that is what I crave nonetheless.
Some of you may know that I have been going through some tough times. Over the past couple of years I have had to deal with a breakup with that taught me some very valuable lessons about women. Including some stuff that I almost wish I hadn't discovered.
Add to that the serious issues I have had with my business life, friends (more than one) betraying my nearly unconditional trust, and the fact that this has all culminated in me having to basically work 7 days a week, it has all taken its toll.
I posted a few weeks ago about how I finally felt as though I have been liberated, that I don't NEED to spin plates. That I was "living the plate mentality". I honestly thought that I was at a point where I could stand on my own two feet in regards to "taking or leaving" women.
Actually I still DO believe that I can take or leave any one particular woman, even the latest one I was interested in, but when she flaked last weekend I was completely DEFLATED.
So I had to stand back and ask myself WHY this happened. After all, I still feel as though there isn't a woman out there who could suck me into her vortex. It's not about the individual woman, it's about what any given women can provide for me.
Looking back to last year, the same thing happened back then, when I was dating the chick who ended up getting married earlier this year. We had a casual relationship. No talk of commitment whatsoever. She was free to do whatever with whomever. But I remember sending her a text one night when she was out of town, and when it didn't get returned I knew something was up. My trusty spidey sense told me that things weren't status quo.
This was right about the time when all of the sh!t started hitting the fan, when I discovered my best friend was robbing me blind, when I had to start working insane hours.
All of this was happening at once. I knew the chick was gone. I just let it go, but then a couple of months later she sends me an email saying she was now in a relationship with this other guy, how she still wants to be friends, blah, blah. I remember that I already knew it was long since over, but I immediately got this overwhelming feeling that I was all alone in a world that seemed to be plotting against me, and everything hit me like a ton of bricks.
After that I began suffering from withdrawal. It wasn't withdrawal from this chick, but from not having SOMEONE to take the edge off of the chaos. I knew I would never marry her or even have a serious relationship. Hell, she was on strike two for bad behavior. But I felt as if I lost something that was really helping me to keep myself together. I now know that "something" was intimacy.
After that there were random encounters with random women.
One of them really caught my eye at first sight, but it wasn't long before I realized that she was bad news. Oh well, good for a fukk I thought, so I pursued it.
The few times we did have sex I felt like I was just a sex toy. The big purple dildo that was sitting on her bathroom counter in plain view the first time I was at her place might have been an omen!
That was all good and fine, I like busting a nut just as much as the next guy, but I was beginning to realize that sex without intimacy wasn't really doing much for me. Needless to say, my interaction with her was unfulfilling.
Which brings us back to the present.
Over the past few weekends I once again got a little taste of that which I felt I was lacking. Intimacy.
Just having SOMEONE sleeping next to me at night (who seemed to be into me) gave me a boost. It was just having someone with the "potential" to give a sh!t about me and my life that picked me up.
I know it's all an illusion. "Love" and all that crap as most people know it does not exist. But at the same time I know that I am human. I am a social animal that craves interaction just like the next person. I'm an introvert by nature, but that does not preclude me from the basic wants and needs that everyone shares.
So here I was. I had built up expectations. I was busting my ass all week with the idea that there was an escape waiting for me on the weekend. And when I realized that wasn't going to happen, it took the wind out of my sails.
I can't stress enough- it is NOT the fact that I am hung up on any certain woman, or than my interest level is too high, or anything of that nature. And despite my needs and desires I am fully able to control how I act and react around these women. I still make mistakes, but not like 90% of guys do.
And as I alluded to earlier, this isn't about sex. I'm sure I could have a lot more of that than I do, and it's great and all, but the idea of fukking for the sake of fukking doesn't do much for me at this particular point in my life.
I don't necessarily want a girlfriend (although that might solve the immediate issue) and I DEFINITELY don't want a wife, but I have to wonder if actively seeking a relationship is the only way to fill this void.
So there it is. I'm very interested what my fellow MM board members have to say about this. I don't have a specific question about it, as I believe I recognize what it is, but I am curious to hear what your thoughts are.
Fire away.

