- Joined
- Nov 3, 2020
- Messages
- 1
Little about me and the backstory leading up to this post:
I'm 33 years old and always had moderate success with women. Some strings of long-term relationships, one- night stands, and bumble/tinder streaks.
You see, I grew up in a small mountain town, in an ultra-conservative community. On top of that I had a very strict Irish-Catholic household growing up. What that means is I had a lot to get over about sex, women, and relationships when I started out the gate into my 20's. It was drilled into our heads that sex was for marriage and an dirty thing otherwise.
Lets say I was a slow learner and didn't capitalize on my height, athletic build, and looks AT ALL. On top of that I started college dating my high school sweetheart, hung around my same friends, and never really broke free on my own. My 20's were mild. I didn't start having mild success with women until late 20's.
Where I think the root of this post comes from...FOMO.
Her:
I just came off a long weekend with a girl who checks about every box a man can have. Fit, smart, sexy, kind, loving, and affectionate. On the outside or if you saw her Instagram you'd think...awe that girl looks like a sweetheart. She tends to my needs, makes plans, and picks up the bill sometimes. She gave me the best sex I've ever had. By a longshot. At one point she tied my hands together and had them pinned over my head in about 5 seconds.
She's 25.
She said she can't believe how free and content she feels with me. I let her talk and make her feel comfortable to the point she shared some of her 20-25 years. She landed a high paying sales job right out of college, moved to a city with a thriving nightlife, and tried all the fruit from the sin tree. Cocaine, threesomes, nights out with professional athletes. The total opposite of my young 20's
Now here I am, and I can't believe I'm writing this post...
She blew my mind, and crushed my soul at the same time
I'm having a hard time just soaking in the great weekend I had, without thinking that it's never going to work for us, given her highlight-real of start to life. Her first threesome is something out of a porn, and to add to it, the couple she did it with reached out to her again recently and said they think about her all the time.
Where the fuck do I fit into that equation no matter how good I make her feel or "free and content"
My confidence is rattled lads. I could use a brother, friend, or stranger to get me back on track get this toxic shit out of my head & gut.
I'm 33 years old and always had moderate success with women. Some strings of long-term relationships, one- night stands, and bumble/tinder streaks.
You see, I grew up in a small mountain town, in an ultra-conservative community. On top of that I had a very strict Irish-Catholic household growing up. What that means is I had a lot to get over about sex, women, and relationships when I started out the gate into my 20's. It was drilled into our heads that sex was for marriage and an dirty thing otherwise.
Lets say I was a slow learner and didn't capitalize on my height, athletic build, and looks AT ALL. On top of that I started college dating my high school sweetheart, hung around my same friends, and never really broke free on my own. My 20's were mild. I didn't start having mild success with women until late 20's.
Where I think the root of this post comes from...FOMO.
Her:
I just came off a long weekend with a girl who checks about every box a man can have. Fit, smart, sexy, kind, loving, and affectionate. On the outside or if you saw her Instagram you'd think...awe that girl looks like a sweetheart. She tends to my needs, makes plans, and picks up the bill sometimes. She gave me the best sex I've ever had. By a longshot. At one point she tied my hands together and had them pinned over my head in about 5 seconds.
She's 25.
She said she can't believe how free and content she feels with me. I let her talk and make her feel comfortable to the point she shared some of her 20-25 years. She landed a high paying sales job right out of college, moved to a city with a thriving nightlife, and tried all the fruit from the sin tree. Cocaine, threesomes, nights out with professional athletes. The total opposite of my young 20's
Now here I am, and I can't believe I'm writing this post...
She blew my mind, and crushed my soul at the same time
I'm having a hard time just soaking in the great weekend I had, without thinking that it's never going to work for us, given her highlight-real of start to life. Her first threesome is something out of a porn, and to add to it, the couple she did it with reached out to her again recently and said they think about her all the time.
Where the fuck do I fit into that equation no matter how good I make her feel or "free and content"
My confidence is rattled lads. I could use a brother, friend, or stranger to get me back on track get this toxic shit out of my head & gut.
