When she shuts you down so hard that you reconsider your worth
I hate that evolutionary part of me that cares about having sex/a mate so much that I actually allow myself to become depressed based on the goddamn preferences of one person.
For years the only happiness I’ve found has been by removing myself from the market entirely and just writing off the notion of being with someone, a “with no hope/expectations there is no letdown” kind of thing.
I was carrying on just fine like this until I got a beautiful new coworker a few months ago who laughs at even my worst jokes like it’s going out of style. Alas though I’m sure she likes me I know I’m too old for her so here I am just unusually unhappy in my solitude for the first time in years. Ugh, is it time to get on tinder? I fucking hate the whole enterprise of dating.
I hate that evolutionary part of me that cares about having sex/a mate so much that I actually allow myself to become depressed based on the goddamn preferences of one person.
Hate to break it to you, but you framing this as in inherent part of yourself does not really help in dealing with it. It is something you can absolutely work on and for the sake of your mental health I hope you will be able to do that.
Why is this MGTOW post getting upvoted?
Because this isn’t someone who hates women. This is someone who simply gave up looking for a partner from frustration or depression. Now, they are deciding to change and passively asking for advice. You know, positive personal growth.
Thank you. I didn’t even know what MGTOW meant—I’m guessing this person hate-lurks MGTOW and, accordingly, views everything a man ever says about relationships through a lens of hostility. It’s a real stretch to take anything I said as misogynistic.
Well, don’t leave us hanging, were there further entries?
It’s a fictional diary entry, from The Prestige. The next entry is 2 months later, when he’s fallen in love with a different woman.
Thank you for the closure.
