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Rewriting My Life
 
Bits and pieces of a life reimagined, having escaped a life that was no longer my own.
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"We exist because of sex. It's not something to be afraid of.
Posted:Jun 9, 2017 12:14 am
Last Updated:Nov 11, 2017 9:43 pm
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It's something to honor, to enjoy." --Sun Ba, Sense8

Sun's perspective on sex in this tiny bit really spoke to me.

See, I know my healthy intimate relationships have been life changing experiences. If they are worthwhile, the relationship becomes something that motivates change, growth, and helps improve my own self-respect.

On the other hand, the marriage that became emotionally abusive and harmful, stifled change, growth, harmed my self-respect, and derailed my life.

If we are all the sum of our experiences, then these experiences can be meaningless, but they also have the potential to alter our mental, emotional, and physical trajectories.

It is those moments when I am able to fully engage, and fully enjoy that are the ones that have changed me for the better.

I won't discount some sex just for fun here and there, but what I definitely am looking for is the next experience that allows me to explore the depth of existence, and to honor, to enjoy, like Sun says here.
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5 reasons, Why...If I wanted them young...
Posted:Jun 7, 2017 5:50 pm
Last Updated:Jun 24, 2017 6:52 am
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...you know, I get AT LEAST two messages per day from males age 26 and under? This is at least 14 messages a week from guys in that age range. It would be a cinch for me to bang a youngster...but I don't want to.

5 Reasons in no particular order:

5. Nothing in common
4. Anxiety about my own projected body image expectations
3. There's nothing I can expect to happen beyond sex
2. Flakey--1) because they are unreliable in general, and 2) they are too busy looking for the next best fuck to actually be dependable.
It takes men MORE time to mature than females, so it's a crapshoot.
1. Generally these guys are not established in any way, so they try to cut corners on where to have sex, paying for drinks, etc., and I like to be treated like I'm awesome...because...I am, amirite?

What about you? Do you like dating them young? Why or why not?
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No Disappearing Act
Posted:Jun 6, 2017 6:28 pm
Last Updated:Jun 24, 2017 6:58 am
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Okay, I'm trying to not do one of those things again where I disappear for months or years or wherever my impulse drives me. I'm going to try to be at least dependable enough to show up in the blogs once a week.

This week is just super busy for me professionally and there isn't a whole lot left for blogging.

Besides, there is someone, somewhere, on the internet who is wrong, and I have to straighten them out, yanno?

In other news, broke it off with hot new guy, cos...he flipped when I told him that evolution was real, and that saying "just a theory" means you really don't understand what a scientific theory is, and that I didn't really have any belief in some invisible god in the sky who is going to take care of anyone after they die. Okay, I didn't put that last part quite that way...but...that's my thinking on the matter and I don't feel the least bit bad about disagreeing with all the religious folks out there. The only thing I ever feel bad about in that regard is how people treat me when I tell them what I really think. So, yeah. I didn't like his reaction. I didn't like the follow up arrogance about how "True science and creation go hand in hand" as if it is some kind of undeniable factual claim.

I'm not interested in training a new man. YES, I COULD straighten him out. It's what I do for a living. That being said, I'm looking for a primary relationship that is less work and more pleasure...so...he's out.

NEXT!
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Content? What Content?-- 8 Things To Consider Towards Better Content
Posted:Jun 2, 2017 5:24 pm
Last Updated:Aug 4, 2019 1:16 pm
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8. Know that being able to capture the naked authenticity of the human experience is always going to be more captivating than shallow, but still fun, forms of entertainment.
7. Being shallow and fun can satisfy a very real human need.
6. Take time to step away so you can come back to edit your work. The thing your English teacher said about "your best writing is rewriting," is absolutely true.
5. Writing when you are upset is an excellent way of developing a healthy perspective about a frustrating experience--just remember we make more mistakes when we feel emotional about something. See #6.
4. Don't be a lemming--in creative work, robust and quality original material is always far more valuable than formulaic work.
3. If you find something interesting and are passionate about it, you can be assured there are others who find it just as fascinating. Write what you know!
2. Personal attacks, petty criticisms, and jealousies can garner attention, but rarely result in an elevated sense of self-worth or relationships of lasting value.
1. Keep in mind there is always a bigger fish. Being number 1 at anything and comparing yourself to others is an exhausting and lonely endeavor. Just be the best you that you can be, and you will win every single time.
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WTF? Where to begin?
Posted:Jun 1, 2017 1:52 am
Last Updated:Jan 23, 2019 11:13 pm
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Paragraphing & punctuation added for sanity's sake:

Dick is abundant and low value.

That's one way of looking at it.

Or you can look at it like this... no matter how many dicks there are, there is an equal amount of pussy. The thing is men have more to offer to a woman than just a dick.

Women, on the other hand, are pretty much worthless without a pussy.


Okay, so the point of the Dickinomicks original article, and my post is to point out that you can't be a complete knuckle dragger or pompous ass and get the kind of attention that women like me are willing to give a suitable suiter.

Your fragile masculinity was triggered, and, as a result, you went the pompous ass route, completely missing the entire point...and illustrating the EXACT SAME PROBLEM that is being called out to begin with.


We are utilitarian and we make things and hunt to feed you and build homes to keep you warm and dry. We work hard so you have easier lives which just made you more bored and more needy of distractions like shopping and sex which you couldn't do either very well if it wasn't for men.

You work hard so I can have an easier life? Have you met my emotionally abusive and psychotic ex, who started out sane and reasonably affable...but over the course of 20 years became more and more hostile and abusive? I ran away to live in Hollywood, of all places, FROM San Diego to escape his stalkerish harassment. He was making my life hell. I don't know what the hell you are talking about.

And why on earth do you think I care to go shopping at all?

I fucking hate it. Shop is a four letter word, so is mall. I want as little to do with either one as humanly possible.

I work. I pay my bills. I'm a single mom and do it proudly. You know why? Because living with a crappy male who was capable of changing tires and repairing cars and a whiz at computers was destroying my sanity and my functionality as a human.

I'm way the fuck better off without that bullshit.


Women had to have their parents save up a dowry just to make her worthwhile to some man to take the burden of her ass off the parents and unless she had skills like cooking and cleaning and a big dowry her value was below zero because she needed to be fed and clothed and if she got sick then what?

Wait...because women were treated like property and oppressed , limited in what work they were allowed to do, because of that, you think she was worthless? Dude! MALE OPPRESSION was the fucking problem--not the women. You notice as women become less oppressed, they are less likely to depend financially on a man? Cause and effect, dude. Cause and effect.

There is nothing less valuable than a vagina except for having babies and we don't even need one to grow a baby anymore. That's why men are not marrying women as much as they used to. No one wants the constant consumption of consumer goods using the man's money that women do without any regards to the man's wants and needs.

I don't even fucking want to get married. Why the hell would I want that? Marriage nearly always is detrimental to women. Do your research.

If you only are dealing with women who just want to spend your money, maybe you are dealing with the wrong women. I spend my own damned money, K?


You said it yourself. Its not what we want its what you want. Who made you queen of the ball?

Are you fucking telling me that I should get on a site like this with the intention of only pleasing men? I spent 20+ years trying to make a man happy. It doesn't fucking work. I'm here to meet my own needs. Why the hell else would anyone come here? If men do the same thing, why do you think a woman wouldn't?

AND if you have decent reading comprehension, you would realize that what I want is a mutual exchange of needs...and know that unless a man comes out of the gate establishing he is capable of doing so, he really isn't worth my time and effort.

After spending so many years dealing with a man incapable of doing so, seems like a rather savvy way to ensure more success in the future.


Don't you know the value of pussy drops rapidly after women turn 30 and even faster if they are moms and unattractive to begin with? Its the same as buying a used car. The new ones cost a lot until you drive it even 10 miles and the value falls in thousands.

Tell that to the men filling my inbox, dude. I'm not forcing them to do that. The older I get, the more attention I get. It's actually the inverse of what you claim here. Have to wonder how you manage to be so entirely incorrect.

Men, on the other hand, are still valued commodities as they get older. We make more money, get better looking, become more intelligent (hopefully) and we can still perform our sexual duties as the male of the species inseminating fertile pussy.

What a man works hard for a woman who just takes and wants more. She wants to be given cash and prizes because she has a pussy.


What fucking century are you in? I pay my own fucking bills and buy my own shit. I work, become more intelligent, because I am constantly learning, and enjoy sex for it's best contemporary purpose--pleasure...because making babies isn't really all that important considering the population on planet earth.

Well 20 years ago 30 years ago that worked. But men are going their own way and not falling for the gynocentric bullshit anymore and women are feeling the pinch and they all are wondering where all the good men are.

I'm hardly feeling the pinch, nor am I wondering "where all the good men are." I just want the ones lacking class, or just generally the bad ones, to leave me the hell alone, which is why I wrote that post to begin with. I don't need the bullshit. I find the diamonds in the rough and leave that up so that others might realize what they are up against--because way the fuck too many are entirely clueless.

Well, we're here. We're just not playing your game anymore. There are still plenty of willing White Knight men around who will become a servant but they aren't men who do manly things. They're the guys wearing the big beards and flannels trying to look like a real man who knows how to fix things and chop wood and start a fire, when they couldn't put air in the tires of their own car or know how a hammer is used, but they could cry on your shoulder and make you and your girlfriends tea and do yoga with you.

I don't play games. I am the real, authentic deal and everyone knows what they have when they have me, so I really have no idea what you are talking about. The big beard wood chopping men starting fires usually don't spend a lot of time doing yoga as far as I know...not that I'd know...because I don't do yoga...and I wouldn't be caught dead in a yoga studio, and most of my friends are men, not women.

So, there is your low value cocks. Who is going to be satisfied with that for the rest of your female life?

Wait...where are they? I'm lost. Those White Knight guys? Is that what you mean? I can start my own fires, chop my own wood, put air in my own tires, and use a hammer. Hell, I not only use power tools, I've got experience with industrial power tools.

Who "needs" a man when any woman who is taught to do so, as needed, can do all of this shit herself? These tasks don't require a large amount of testosterone, or a dick, to accomplish.

Like I said, this post is about getting men to wake up to the fact that if they don't class it up, they won't EVER get the reception they are looking for. It's not just me who won't give them the time of day--it's most women. If you don't believe me, take a look around and find out how many men have problems getting a viable female response to them, both online and in person.
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Post Mortem
Posted:May 30, 2017 10:44 pm
Last Updated:Jun 2, 2017 7:41 pm
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So, took the time to do a post mortem with Mr. Sweet Thing tonight. I made the right choice to walk away from that this weekend and find something that was healthier for me.

That being said, I don't hate him. He just was NOT right for me at this time, having some serious personal issues he has to work through.

The best part of doing a post-mortem with someone conflict averse...when you are both capable of being kind to avoid the pain of hostilities...is that both people can hug, can be authentic, can reassure one another...and can do those things people do to comfort someone they care about, because neither one wants conflict.

The reality is that neither of us wanted to break it off, so one of us had to be brave enough to do it for both of us, and that job fell to me, because I was the one being harmed repeatedly.

So I was damned clear with him what he'd done to make the whole situation impossible for me, he was apologetic, because he knew he had been incredibly unfair and unresponsive to my concerns, we met up. I gave him a really big hug. He tried to kiss me. I nixed that. He apologized. We had a nice dinner. Actually, it was quite an excellent dinner, and we continued to talk about things and be kind to each other...had dessert and then he brought me home, I hugged him, reminded him that this wasn't what I wanted, and he agreed that he knew that...and he dropped me off and left.

It was definitely one of the healthier post mortems I've had.

What are post-mortems that YOU are proud of? What are some you aren't proud of and you think you'd handle differently if you could do it again? How would you do those differently?
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So...hmmm...I guess I'll be cutting back...
Posted:May 29, 2017 12:26 pm
Last Updated:Aug 4, 2019 1:41 pm
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...on the sluttyness. Which, frankly, I don't think I mind.

Still trying to figure out which way is up with this guy, but what it is seems to be very, very good.

I am probably going to have some major freak outs...but last night...after freaking out for about 4-5 hours before heading over his way, I got there, and it was all good.

He is good. He is into me. He likes how chatty, intellectual, and curious I am. He has no problem with me having quite a history, has his own checkered past, and is only interested in what it is that we are going to be up to with each other, saying, "Let's talk about what kind of relationship you are looking for, here." My body, it totally works for him. My hippy sense of style is something he appreciates a lot. He has me text him when I get home. He sends me sweet messages throughout the day. He's fucking hot for a guy in his 40s, a creative type, and reasonably successful.

So, I'm hoping that after I was so comfortable with him again last night that I'll be less freaked out in the upcoming days and weeks.
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18 Things I've Learned from Being a Slut
Posted:May 28, 2017 4:32 pm
Last Updated:Jun 1, 2017 4:26 pm
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When you have sex with more than a few people, you start to figure a few things out. Here's a list of things I've learned:

1. People fit together in unique ways resulting in some things working with one partner that aren't so practical with another. I couldn't get down on my knees and deep throat a recent partner because his cock has a curve and I'd literally hurt him by doing so. We had to find another position to be able to do that.

2. Orgasm doesn't work very well for me when I'm having the best sex. Contrary to popular belief, there are things that are more awesome than orgasm. For me, I have something I call a state of orgasmic meditation. You can call it whatever you'd like. I eventually do want to orgasm, but it's a low priority, because I'm enjoying the sex itself so much.

3. Sometimes things are super hot, but there are other things that are wrong. Exhibit A: Mr. Sweet Thing.

4. Keep an open mind and if things are good, but aren't perfect, try things agin, just to be sure. Some people just need to warm up. Sometimes some communication just needs to take place. Some of us have freak outs that are reasonable..and others that are less so.

5. Emotions can be fickle. Something that feels good one day, may not feel right the next time...and that's ok. Know yourself and honor what feels right to you.

6. Sex doesn't always have to be a big deal. I'd rather have sex and see how it goes and just not bother to repeat it than to make a big deal about whether or not I'm having it.

7. Occasionally there really are guys I'm interested in talking to and even having sex with...and really don't see myself having any kind of serious relationship with...but not often.

8. My body may not be the cultural ideal, but there are plenty of guys who think my body is totally awesome, and they are worth far more of my attention than those who don't.

9. I can only date smart men, because they are far less likely to be intimidated by me.

10. What each person is good at sexually varies.
This is okay, too. If you can't get your needs met, don't make it the other person's problem. It's okay to state what you want, but no one is your bitch. Either decide someone is right for you or they aren't. No one needs your shit.

11. It's okay to have sex for other people, but if you aren't primarily having sex for yourself, it's no beuno. Seriously, when you can't have sex primarily because it's something you want for yourself, everyone winds up unhappy and everyone loses.

12. Your sexual health is important. Make decisions you can live with. 1 in 5 adult men have genital herpes. 1 in 4 adult women have genital herpes.

13. Being a slut is smart. Seriously, I learn a lot from each and every person I have sex with about how my body works and what I need and what doesn't work for me. Experience always is the very best teacher.

14. Sex is actually a super important part of my personal sense of well-being. I actually suffer emotionally and/or mentally when I can't get regular sex. It doesn't have to be constant, but I need it at least once per week.

15. Know your limits and communicate them. No one should feel obligated to do something sexually that they aren't okay with.

16. Someone else's hardon is not my problem. Seriously, it's not. If they get too pushy, direct them to your favorite porn site.

17. If someone doesn't accept basic limits, they are also high risk for abusing your trust sexually, as well. When I'm planning to meet up with someone for the first time, I have an unuasual (at least for people my age) limitation. I think it not only helps me feel better, because I make it clear what I don't want to do, but I think it also works as a psychological screening tool. Can a guy actually accept simple boundaries? If he can't, I certainly don't want to put him in the driver's seat of responsibly wearing a condom.

18. You'll never regret using a condom.
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WTF BLOGGERS???
Posted:May 28, 2017 12:59 pm
Last Updated:May 31, 2017 5:07 pm
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Wow...wandering around...so much commenting about fake profiles and people telling other people what to do and who to talk to...WTF?

What does it take for people to realize that the way to drive views is to consistently provide quality content?

And who the fuck cares if someone comes on with another name? It's a fucking sex site! Since when is anyone completely "real" on here? Most people are hiding their identities to protect their jobs and reputations, and only share them with specific people, because people are fucking uptight in meatspace!

I had another profile once upon a time...it was a couples profile. I guess it made some year book thing, but I missed it, because I'm hella inconsistent in my blogging (i.e. It affects my popularity significantly, which is why I point out consistency as an important aspect of driving views...clearly I don't care enough to fix this issue).

Is someone going to GET ALL UP IN MY ASS over it? Coz I'm telling you, I'm not getting a fucking enema for them...cos homegirl don't play that uptight nonsense, either, just the same as japaneseass. Is someone going to get all up in my ass about THAT too?

WTF you guys? Is it really this hard to play nice with others?

Some ya'll should post this on your blog as a warning so I don't stumble across it and actually think you are a person worth knowing. "Warning: Doesn't Play Well With Others"

Could ya do that, please, and save me the hassle?

Imma stand over here with reasonable people like Resident_Bitch and ethicalslutMissy cos some ya'll are crazy.
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...and Hot New Guy
Posted:May 28, 2017 12:03 pm
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2017 6:16 pm
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With all the kerfluffle with Mr. Sweet Thing, I was sure as hell looking for other people to capture my attention. Fortunately, as much as i liked him, I never was fully attached to him due to his scarce availability, leaving me the chance to walk away without a real rebound effect. Because I knew this about myself, I had decided a couple weeks ago that "The quickest way to get over someone was to get under someone."

In this case, it seemed to make a lot of sense to me. I was distracted by my interest in Mr. Sweet Thing, but I wasn't attached. I needed someone else to capture my attention.

So I added another dating site to my possibilities, and started talking to guys on there.

There were multiple men who seemed interesting...but the first one I was able to nail down for a date was a trendy 40-something guy with a bit of a Morgan Freeman profile (as in, looking at him from the side, he looks a bit like him).

People are amusing...and he's fun...and when we sat down in a spot suitable for talking, we talked for a bit, then I made sure we kissed (I've figured out I get more of what I want when I do some things to make sure it happens). He was clearly thrilled and expressive about it, which was fun...and then we kissed a bit more and I looked up and a young Black couple was walking by, with bemused expressions on their faces, looking at us, looking at his reactions, and obviously getting a kick out of it...and they passed by...and then the guy turned around and said some sort of something to us, not sure what it was exactly, but he was most definitely cheering Mr. Morgan Freemansque along.

Well, anyways, I'm all for meeting a guy, seeing if he meets my basic criteria, and then kicking the tires to see what happens in the bedroom, because hell if I'm going to waste a lot of time building a relationship if I don't think there is any compatibility there...okay...I don't want my heart broken in obvious and predictable ways and I don't want to spend a lot of time on something that isn't going to be at all functional...so of course, I went down that path before the end of the night. There's definitely some potential there. He asked some follow up questions about how I am functionally sexually, and I gave him some pointers, because, well, it's not like he's seen my blog. We'll try round 2 tonight.

But...wow...THIS GUY is hot, successful enough, and creative, and INTO ME. He had no problem making out in the lobby in front of the security guard, on the street in front of his building, and the like...and he asked me to text him to let him know when I got back home (Lyft ride), and then he texted me on and off for the rest of the evening and made follow up plans for tonight. He's actually attentive to my well-being.

Actually, I don't know if I know how to deal with the into me thing. I'm used to, at the very most, curious interest and semi-distracted companionship. Fortunately he is busy and I am busy and so I'll be able to slowly adjust to all this if it does take off.
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I may have been mean
Posted:May 28, 2017 11:43 am
Last Updated:Jun 2, 2017 7:42 pm
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As angry as I was yesterday at Mr. Sweet Thing, I may have been rather mean about it. That being said, he was really asking for it.

So, he is out in a big way. I feel a little bad, looking at my last message, because I think it was probably a bit harsh. I will forgive the guy well enough to be friends, but seriously...NOT DATING HIM ANYMORE, EVEN IF HE ASKS.

And I was pretty damned pissed. It comes back to his priorities...not like he was sleeping with anyone else, but he most certainly hasn't been entirely honest with me about what his priorities are and where I really fit within them.

So, he lost me. Completely. I hope it was worth it. I know he was pretty into me. I hope this is a wake up call and he never treats another woman like this ever.
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Anger, and Other Emotions AKA Post #69
Posted:May 27, 2017 1:04 pm
Last Updated:Jun 2, 2017 7:41 pm
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So, this morning I am actually furious.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to get me to that point?

It's REALLY hard.

I'm so angry, I feel sick to my stomach. We are talking seriously furious.

I actually was coming back from my walk when it hit, and I really could have turned right around and doubled the original distance I had planned to go. I didn't, because I figured I'd just wear myself out and maybe it would be too much and it would backfire on me...but I could have.

So, I got a shower and I took out the trash, and I am probably going to clean out my fridge...at least get something productive from the whole thing. My friend, Bear, called me, and let me vent a bit. Thank gawd for that man. He is soooo good about making sure that when the shit piles high that I'm at least keeping my nose up well enough that I can still breathe.

As a narcissist, my ex used to treat my emotions like some kind of symptom of pathology instead of recognizing they were reasonable and he was treating me unfairly and addressing the problem. Rather than discontinuing his personal attacks when he saw me getting upset, he'd amp them up.

I did learn how to manage my feelings, though, in ways that helped me get more of what I wanted out of life. Just because I'm losing my shit doesn't mean I puke it all over everyone else.

That being said, my long term bf was concerned that I also did not give my feelings the attention they deserved to my detriment for far too long, and he felt it was making a negative impact on me.

So he encouraged me to open up, accept them, and when I was upset, he encouraged me to talk about it, saying that my feelings "were important" to him. So I learned to open up...even when I had something that wasn't pleasant to share. I did it respectfully. And I felt better.

Only...and this is the sad part...he got to a point where he said he couldn't handle my emotions.

Of all the things that happened to end that relationship, that one, for me, was the ultimate betrayal...because I had finally opened up, having been encouraged to do so, and felt safe to share my feelings...and then I was told they were too much.

Now, I want to be clear...throughout all of this, I owned my shit. I did not blame. I did not yell, or call anyone names. I simply told him how I felt and why I felt that way...and sometimes I would cry, if I was sad enough. I was an adult.

He just couldn't handle the consequences of how I felt about his actions. So, rather than altering the actions, he decided he was unhappy, and we mutually decided it was time to break up.

But I decided I was not going to let that betrayal interfere with my progress. I was no longer going to treat my feelings as some unacceptable part of who I am. From now on, if someone wants to be close to me, they are going to get the full package.

So, today I'm upset...and I'm going to clean out my fridge. What about you? How do you deal with your unpleasant and unpopular feelings?
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Why Am I Here?
Posted:May 25, 2017 5:42 pm
Last Updated:Nov 11, 2017 9:42 pm
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I've had a man ask me this recently, and while I wasn't impressed with the tone of his message, it, along with another set of what I felt were grating messages, the two men got me thinking. The second guy wrote because he felt I write too much and then, when I told him I didn't share his opinion, responded by implying that I don't let others do any talking, and then that he felt it was his job to inform me "what men want." Well, when you piss me off, you guys, you get me thinking.

For the record, I know this is going to surprise a lot of you men out there, but I actually am NOT on this site trying to figure out how to please men. For one thing, the men who have gotten to know me intimately could quickly verify that is NOT an issue for me. I have no problem pleasing my partners.

But I am not here to please random, strange men.

I am here to please me, and in the course of doing so, to build a mutually pleasing arrangement.

The idea that I have to be told "what men want" is laughable to the extreme.

The first problem with that idea is that men are not some homogenous group of people who all have the same desires, needs, and wants. Now, there are some culturally held ideals that people foolishly try to compete with to earn the return affection of another person who also attempts to compete with the culturally held ideals for the affections of their sex. I say this is foolish, because when you do this, you become defined by a pecking order and there is almost no one who can ever be identified as top dog, so everyone doing this loses.

Men don't all have the same desires, AND I don't do this.

Secondly, men are the greatest threat to my well-being in existence. If anything, as a rational human, I should be working to distance myself from men, or at least, be a lot more focused on distancing myself from the wrong men than worrying about pleasing men I have no interest in.

I actually work fairly hard to screen out the men I know will be problematic and aren't worth my time. I do a relatively good job with this. THAT'S a high priority for me.

Thirdly, by worrying about "what men want," I will be putting my needs, wants, and desires second, and why the hell would I do that?

I'm here because I am learning to put MY needs, wants, and desires FIRST after having someone completely diminish every single one that I had over time until my life was no longer my own. WHY would I be worrying about what MEN want?

Fourthly, by being my own person, I am far more likely to attract someone who authentically values me innately for who I am, not who they think I could be or should be, or because of how I stack up against other possible options. Rather than being a tool for a man to achieve his goals, I become a fascinating creature for the right men who actually appreciate that.

So, I am here because I am learning to put MY needs, wants, and desires first until I can find a man who is willing to do so, himself, and then I'll return the favor. Until then, NOPE, it's on MEN to prove they are worth my time of day.

If they don't like that? Well, they can go live their mediocre lives with mediocrity. They won't be interfering with mine.
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