I didn't intend to be celibate for the rest of my life. I just wanted to get some therapy, wanted to understand why I kept choosing men who were smart and funny but critical, sarcastic and merciless like my father. I figured I'd give it a go again later, when I felt stronger, more confident. In a couple of years, say. But here I am -- 55 years old, a spinster long past my sell-by date, no kids -- and I haven't had sex in a decade and a half.It's my own fault, I know. I'm picky. Casual sex doesn't do it for me. (I've always thought I had to be in love in order to make love.) I regard men with ambivalence, with alternate longing and fear. I've grown accustomed to being alone.
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Hey, I must be having a soft moment. But I must say that in the end, who knows why people behave the way they do? What may seem as callousness may be......callousness....or maybe something broken inside the person that not even that person is aware of......or maybe they are.
I know I've done my share of wronging......and it is often very difficult to face up to. I've made up for a lot of that wronging....but unfortunately...not necessarily with the people I wronged. But it has made it easier to understand and accept happenstance where I might feel that I was wronged.
Of course .....not always.
Tough to be human.
Danonymous
Hey Dano, please come visit, soon!
Ordinarily I'd be at one with your perspective on the callous one; we've all behaved like that, at one time or another, for one reason or another. But I was shocked at how nasty people were being toward the person who displayed the greater care, concern and self-knowledge, in my opinion. Also, I have a history of cutting people Too Much Slack for their woundedness, or their purported woundedness, and now I am of the opinion that cutting such people such slack is frequently not productive for anyone concerned.
HI Pretty Lady,
will visit soon, finals over Dec 20. And yes, I agree. I think cutting slack benefits us more in that we don't get as bent out of shape ( I think?)
Yu have been on my mind quite quite often I am glad to say.
Danonymous
I think we as humans react differently to people who say "This is wrong with me." I know I do. If someone says, "This is wrong with me, and I don't care all that much," I think, good for you. If someone says "This is wrong with me, and it upsets me," I think, stop whining, bitch. There's something in me that feels, if you can name it, you can fix it.
Of course that's not true. I have direct daily experience with its not being true. You might as well say that, since you understand the chemistry behind it, you can take arsenic and it won't kill you.
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