ArtVandelay
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Part 1: A transformation
I've spent the last week or so doing some self-reflection. I thought about where I was a year ago (4 months removed from a suicide attempt and two week hospitalization, still really depressed and having occasional suicidal thoughts, just not having the motivation to want to act out on them) and where I am right now. I don't have any physical results, but inner-game wise I'm in a better place than I was even two weeks ago.
I'm kind of an emotional guy. I don't cry, like drama, or watch chick flicks (other than a select few that are funny, i.e. When Harry Met Sally) but I'm sensitive and take things seriously. An older female co-worker a few years ago noted that I'm "too serious. And as soon as a girl figures that out, she's going to run." I always dreamed about finding the "right girl"...a 10 physically in my eyes who I also could have things in common with and respect as a person. I thought it was a cure-all for all of my problems in life, but especially my women problems.
I live in a target-poor area and used to use that as an excuse for not meeting women. What I've realized is, yeah, my town isn't exactly Las Vegas, but going to different towns and areas, there are plenty of hot women walking around. I'm the pickiest guy on this site looks-wise (Only like non-chubby/fat white women with pretty faces) and I see plenty of women that are in shape and pretty around.
I was hoping that meeting some "magical" 10 would put an end to my hypersexuality and obsession with beautiful women. I'd still like to meet a "10" someday who I can like inside and out, but I realize even if I met such a girl tomorrow, it wouldn't solve anything. Sure, I'd get laid with a dream girl, have a close, meaningful relationship with a hottie with a personality, but the second we broke up, I'd be right back where I was: Alone, desperate for (attractive) female attention, depressed, borderline suicidal, and pertaining more to this site, no better off with women.
What I've realized is that there are essentially three categories to place women and I've been ignoring one of them: 1.)Not attractive (Either she's fat, non-caucasian, or otherwise not desirable or plain looking), 2.)Attractive (or your "8-9s" like this site likes to call them). 3.)Women that are "your 10" lookswise, who would have to have bad body odor and/or a personality like Kelly Bundy to turn you off. I ignored the 2nd category. I masturbated to the 2nd category, checked out the second category, but wanted to hit a home run with one swing of the bat.
What I've noticed now, now that I'm hungry for the 8-9s, is that they are common. Some of them like to think they have power over men and society because of their looks, and yes, compared to their fat and ugly friends, they look great, but in reality, they're one of many, easily replaceable unless you really like them as a person, too, and even then, you can find another cool hottie.
What I've learned in my MySpace capades is that 5 or below doesn't equal inner beauty, no matter what movies like Shallow Hal want you to think. Fatties and ugly girls wish they were hot girls, listen to the same crappy music and watch The Hills and drink light beer.
Part 2: Current Sticking Points
I no longer have women on pedestals. But I still allow them to have emotional power over me. If I approached a girl, and she gave me her number and told me to call her, I'd overreact positively. If a girl told me she had a boyfriend or that I was ugly, I'd go home and take her word as gospel. Outcome independence is something you can only learn in the field, but it's a catch 22, because it takes a few good responses for you to realize that not all women are *****es.
Years ago, I was on a hot streak, and looking back on it, I was getting a lot of harsh rejections, too, but I ignored them because I was getting good reactions along with it. Then I went into a slump where girls said a lot of things to me that most guys on this site will never hear in their life and it destroyed my confidence as far as women go. I still fear that a negative reaction (not a flu-shot "I have a boyfriend" rejection, but a pepper-spray esque reaction like the one I had) would just send me home and packing.
Let's face it, no one likes to be rejected, not even Brad Pitt, and not even a hot girl, especially when the rejection is personal and ill-mannered. Anyone on this site who says "I don't care about rejection" is either in a zone where they ignore it or have developed a faux emotional detachment.
What I realized, and have to incorporate, is the idea that you, as the guy, are the prize. You're in a meat factory, and when you see a woman, you're choosing to have her for dinner. And if she's foul-tasting, then you can find another one just as good as her or better. It's going to take time, but I'm glad I took women off their pedestal, and urge any guy who is fearful of women to do the same.
I've spent the last week or so doing some self-reflection. I thought about where I was a year ago (4 months removed from a suicide attempt and two week hospitalization, still really depressed and having occasional suicidal thoughts, just not having the motivation to want to act out on them) and where I am right now. I don't have any physical results, but inner-game wise I'm in a better place than I was even two weeks ago.
I'm kind of an emotional guy. I don't cry, like drama, or watch chick flicks (other than a select few that are funny, i.e. When Harry Met Sally) but I'm sensitive and take things seriously. An older female co-worker a few years ago noted that I'm "too serious. And as soon as a girl figures that out, she's going to run." I always dreamed about finding the "right girl"...a 10 physically in my eyes who I also could have things in common with and respect as a person. I thought it was a cure-all for all of my problems in life, but especially my women problems.
I live in a target-poor area and used to use that as an excuse for not meeting women. What I've realized is, yeah, my town isn't exactly Las Vegas, but going to different towns and areas, there are plenty of hot women walking around. I'm the pickiest guy on this site looks-wise (Only like non-chubby/fat white women with pretty faces) and I see plenty of women that are in shape and pretty around.
I was hoping that meeting some "magical" 10 would put an end to my hypersexuality and obsession with beautiful women. I'd still like to meet a "10" someday who I can like inside and out, but I realize even if I met such a girl tomorrow, it wouldn't solve anything. Sure, I'd get laid with a dream girl, have a close, meaningful relationship with a hottie with a personality, but the second we broke up, I'd be right back where I was: Alone, desperate for (attractive) female attention, depressed, borderline suicidal, and pertaining more to this site, no better off with women.
What I've realized is that there are essentially three categories to place women and I've been ignoring one of them: 1.)Not attractive (Either she's fat, non-caucasian, or otherwise not desirable or plain looking), 2.)Attractive (or your "8-9s" like this site likes to call them). 3.)Women that are "your 10" lookswise, who would have to have bad body odor and/or a personality like Kelly Bundy to turn you off. I ignored the 2nd category. I masturbated to the 2nd category, checked out the second category, but wanted to hit a home run with one swing of the bat.
What I've noticed now, now that I'm hungry for the 8-9s, is that they are common. Some of them like to think they have power over men and society because of their looks, and yes, compared to their fat and ugly friends, they look great, but in reality, they're one of many, easily replaceable unless you really like them as a person, too, and even then, you can find another cool hottie.
What I've learned in my MySpace capades is that 5 or below doesn't equal inner beauty, no matter what movies like Shallow Hal want you to think. Fatties and ugly girls wish they were hot girls, listen to the same crappy music and watch The Hills and drink light beer.
Part 2: Current Sticking Points
I no longer have women on pedestals. But I still allow them to have emotional power over me. If I approached a girl, and she gave me her number and told me to call her, I'd overreact positively. If a girl told me she had a boyfriend or that I was ugly, I'd go home and take her word as gospel. Outcome independence is something you can only learn in the field, but it's a catch 22, because it takes a few good responses for you to realize that not all women are *****es.
Years ago, I was on a hot streak, and looking back on it, I was getting a lot of harsh rejections, too, but I ignored them because I was getting good reactions along with it. Then I went into a slump where girls said a lot of things to me that most guys on this site will never hear in their life and it destroyed my confidence as far as women go. I still fear that a negative reaction (not a flu-shot "I have a boyfriend" rejection, but a pepper-spray esque reaction like the one I had) would just send me home and packing.
Let's face it, no one likes to be rejected, not even Brad Pitt, and not even a hot girl, especially when the rejection is personal and ill-mannered. Anyone on this site who says "I don't care about rejection" is either in a zone where they ignore it or have developed a faux emotional detachment.
What I realized, and have to incorporate, is the idea that you, as the guy, are the prize. You're in a meat factory, and when you see a woman, you're choosing to have her for dinner. And if she's foul-tasting, then you can find another one just as good as her or better. It's going to take time, but I'm glad I took women off their pedestal, and urge any guy who is fearful of women to do the same.
