@firefly,
YOU PEOPLE ARE FUCKED UP!!!!
And that's me sober saying that!!!
Do you know how frustrating it is to be bombarded by multiple people who think 1) They're armchair psychologists who know everything, and 2) trying to organize thoughts about things you'd like to reply to, when people have said so many things that I could never have enough time to address them all???
I have other things I do with my day besides sitting on this forum. I've never posted anywhere else on this site other than this thread. I tried it because people here seemed smart and I wanted some feedback, not to be attacked. I need to get a life?? You people need to get off your computers and do something else with your time!
I'm going to try to address some comments, but I don't have time tonight to address everything.
The reason my question was "I'm 100% convinced that what I want in life is unattainable. How does one continue life in the face of this?" is because I'm trying to seek help! I've been so unhappy that I've been considering suicide. I don't want to die. I want pain to end! If death is the only thing that will end it, so be it. But I'm trying everything else before it comes to that.
Firefly, you don't know a damn thing about me other than what I've put in this post which is centered on only one aspect of my life. I do not have a personality disorder. I'm severely depressed. Because of women.
First of all the procreation stuff is proof how women have unfair advantages over men in the grand scheme of things. That's what I was pointing out with that.
I most certainly don't just want a woman to "supply a uterus and an egg". **** off! Do you have any idea how much I loved Mary Poppins??? How much time I spent with her? We were friends for an entire year before anything happened. We got to know each other very intimately. She was my best friend! I told her things I've never told anyone about me. I know her whole life story. If we had gotten married and for some medical reason or whatever we couldn't have kids, I still would've been happy because I was with someone I loved very deeply, someone who was my friend. Someone who had the same sense of humor as me, someone who made me feel passionate. I'd never in my life fallen in love with one of my friends before. It was intense, it made happy. Truly happy. I started doing things I hadn't done in years, like taking care of myself. Writing again.
You asked me about sex. Sex really has nothing to do with love or even really success in relationships but I'll say a bit.
I'm average. I have an average sized penis and I'm average in bed. Sometimes I suck, sometimes I'm really good. Mostly I'm average.
I'll tell you about both the first and last time Mary Poppins and I had sexual relations because I think it further proves my points. I apologize for the graphic language, but it's important to understanding why these two times were significant.
The first time we did anything sexual was the day we moved into our apartment. She gave me a handjob in the kitchen. Afterwards I just wanted to clean myself up, but she said 'Mike, we just had a moment". She wanted to cuddle on the couch. This was while I was still hesitant about letting myself become attached to her. While we were cuddling she told me she was excited because she was imagining all the things we'd be doing together in the coming months (social stuff, ect.). She had tears in her eyes and said "I really love you Mike. I hope you'll let me love you".
Fast forward several months. The day before the last time we fooled around Mary and I had had about as awesome of a day together as we'd ever had. We took the dog to the park, watched cartoons together and made inappropriate jokes about them, cooked dinner, played ping pong (I won). It was a great day. The next night she had plans to go to see a local band play with one of her friends. She was sitting on the couch watching TV. I came over and unzipped her pants.
She said "What are you doing Mr?"
I said "Nothing, I just want to kiss you goodbye before you go out."
I pulled her panties down and used my tongue on her a bit, to which I received several very enthusiastic moans. I then pulled her panties back up and said "You need to get going missy. You have plans." with a teasing smile.
She said "No I don't, I don't have plans, I don't care." In a breathy, lustful tone.
I said, "Yes you do. You better get going, you're gonna be late."
She then put her hand down my pants and said "NO, I don't! I don't have anywhere to go!" She then led me into her bedroom, the entire time not taking her hand off of my member.
When we got to the bed I said "You should sit on my face!"
She said "I've never done that before!"
I said "I want you too grind your pussy in my mouth."
She said "OK, but you should get it started first."
I went down on her. I'm not trying to blow my own horn but I've never done that thing, in that way, with that much enthusiasm to a woman before in my life. At one point I had to stop because I needed to gasp for air and my mouth was cramping up. She yelled out "Don't stop!" and shoved my face back into her crotch. She eventually squirted all over my mouth (yes she's a squirter) while digging her nails into the back of my head.
When it was over, with a flushed look on her face she told me that no one had ever made her orgasm by going down on her before, and was very enthusiastic about it. My response was just "I love you baby, I love you so much."
I layed next to her and kissed her, holding her close. She said "Will you be mad if I run? I'm gonna be late."
I said "Can we just cuddle for five minutes? I just want to enjoy being here with you." She said no and got up and started getting dressed.
I said 'What the ****? You're acting like a guy!"
She said "You're acting like a girl!" and left. Later that night I sent her a text that just said "I'm really glad I took a chance with my best friend, because I really love you Mary. I wish I could find the prettiest star in the sky tonight and name it Mary."
Cheesy right? I know, but I was head over heals for this girl! I never thought in a million years I could be with someone I both liked as a person AND lusted after too. She didn't text me back.
When she got back later that night she said "I'm sorry I don't text you back sometimes. I just don't know what to say to that."
Two days later she told me she was moving out.
Do you see?? When she was unsure if I loved her or not, she wanted the cuddling, the closeness. When she knew I was hopelessly in love with her, she used me as nothing more than a glorified dildo! A **** buddy. She wanted the hard-to-get, mind game bullshit! When she knew I loved her, it wasn't fun anymore.
No one in this thread has once said "Michael, what Mary Poppins did was wrong. It's not right to use people!"
I'm certainly not perfect. I have LOTS to work on, but using people isn't right.
Firefly, you never did respond to "Women are more emotionally mature... I guess that's why they use men?? I'm trying to understand."Trouble is, that 10 year age difference is a whopping difference (10 years is almost half of her life) and then you seem surprised when those younger women act their age. "
The guy Mary Poppins ran off with is older than me!!!! And I'm sure money had nothing to do with that at all!!
I'm sure "she acts her age" to him too, but then it's nice to live a comfortable life now isn't it?
One thing I've gotten out of this thread is that it's perfectly OK for women to use men however they want, and that if men object to that they're "emotionally immature." Why the **** do women have cart blanche to use men for their own desires with no negative social consequences??
You tell me I'm not ready for kids, how about all those sluts out there that have kids just because they're good looking enough for people to want to **** them??? How about that??? Mary Poppins had an abortion at 16! How about keeping your legs closed ladies? How about that???
I know that there are plenty of average people out their who find other average people to procreate with! I don't want average! I've had better! I know what it's like to be with someone who makes me feel passion! I won't settle for less! I want a woman who's smart, funny, good looking, passionate, artistic (Mary Poppins was an AWESOME visual artist and she inspired me to revisit my own artistic realms), sweet, ect. Settling for less after I've had that isn't acceptable.
Why is it that it's always the good looking women who do such selfish, heartless things??? Could it have something to do with them feeling entitled to do whatever the **** they want because society allows them to do so??? Could it have something to do with what I said before about how human nature is all about "What can we get away with?" instead of "What's the right thing to do?".
In the middle east and other places women must be covered up completely because other wise their beauty would give them ridiculously unfair power in society. Am I still so warped in my views??? It appears that a LARGE part of earth's population agrees with me.
At one point people TRULY believed the earth was flat. Why then do I face so much persecution for pointing out glaring facts in life?