Reality check
Jesus guy · 31-35, M
Hello,
We must help each other, we can't refuse to be brothers to our brothers,
I know you are searching for the woman that will fill your heart, but you will have to wait until she appears in your life, meanwhile remember this:
"In prosperity we cannot know our friends; in adversity an enemy will not remain concealed. When one is successful even an enemy is friendly; but in adversity even a friend disappears." Sirach 12, 8-9
"A friend is a friend at all times, and a brother is born for the time of adversity." Proverbs 17, 17
I desire a type of intimacy that I can't have with men, I understand you, but it's very difficult to find a woman:
"What my soul still seeks and has yet to find is this: “One man out of a thousand have I found, but a woman among them all I have not found.”But this alone I have found: God made humankind honest, but they have pursued many designs." Ecclesiastes 7, 28-29
You've been here for a while, but it seems to me you haven't found anyone to share private things with, you need to approach the people you believe you will have a good relationship with.
I believe you don't have a natural talent to entertain others, you can focus on one person and develop feelings for them, some people, they crave public attention this is why they are not bothered by negative comments, they can't please everyone but they try to.
I believe you are not being true to who you are, because there's something missing for you. The content of your posts has changed.
I am sorry about what happened to you.
God Bless you
Hey! Jesus guy! You're under arrest!
No.
First question that popped into my head was, who the fvck is this guy?
What he typed, touched my heart.
It resonated with my brain.
It shook me.
I felt like he saw right through me.
Hey! Close your eyes!
Stop looking at me now!
There's so much truth and wisdom in his words, that I just highlighted the sh!t out of it.
He's right, you know.
He's so right, it's fvcking embarrassing that some stranger could take a peek inside my head.
In a strange way, I feel sad.
I'm not sad because of him.
He made me absorb what I've been ignoring this entire time, yet has been so obvious.
This is the fvcking reality check.
Sometimes people go for weeks and months and years before getting one.
They miss the obvious.
What am I doing with my life?
I don't know.
Sometimes I feel so confident that I've figured everything out.
Life is good. No big complaints really.
I'm okay. Life is okay.
I constantly compare my life to the less fortunate, and it always make me feel grateful.
I'm doing fine.
Much better than many poor souls.
My health is good.
Health is wealth, someone said.
I agree.
Physically, I'm in peak shape.
Peak performance shape.
Mentally, I'm disturbed.
A little stressed.
A little confused.
I'm scared.
I feel so uncertain about the future.
I don't know how long I'll live like this.
Everyone's gotten married and had a bunch of kids.
Everyone's settled down with families and friends and stable careers.
What the fvck am I doing?
Every night I go to sleep wishing I had someone who could hold my hand and cuddle with me, make me feel secure; safe and secure.
But alas! There's no one.
I have trouble falling asleep, and sometimes I wake up from bad dreams.
Comfort. I miss it.
Affection. I crave it.
Love.
Love. I wish I had it.
When I was younger I used to wish I could live in a small cabin somewhere in the mountains, far away from everyone, and all the noise and traffic and hustle and bustle of the city life.
It was like a dream.
But as I grew older, I realized just how wishful that dream was.
My life is already lonely and secluded as it is.
How much more inconvenience would I be willing to put up with to live alone in a remote place?
Where would I get my groceries? My internet? My training? My late night walks?
We think life would be much simpler and easier if we were living alone on some farm in the countryside or in the mountains or whatever.
We think.
But is it?
Or would it amount to an even more difficult life trying to survive on our own in the remote wilderness?
The content of my posts has changed.
I haven't.
I'm still the same old.
What you see is potential.
Potential revealed.
Potential hidden.
Dial it up.
Dial back down.
That's all it is.
I have the potential to be the biggest ^ssh0le on the planet.
And I have the potential to be the nicest guy on the planet.
I've not adopted anything.
I haven't learned something or picked it up from the degen3rates here.
I have the potential to be the biggest fvcking degen3rate on the planet.
All these m0mmy m!lf/ sugar m0mmy posts that I've made are nothing new.
Those who know, they know.
I used to call my girlfriend m0mmy.
haha
And boy, did it p!ss her off!
It was a running joke.
That was so many years ago.
I've been single for 8 years now. So you do the math.
Now all the fvckwits have jumped onto the advlt br3astfeeding train and ANR train like it's the new cool hip trendy f3tish thing.
All these fake ^ss profiles of men and women wanting to br3astfeed in their local areas with nothing else to share.
Get the fvck outta here with your spammy sh!t.
This place is cursed.
It brings the worst out of people.
People posting nvdes, dr00ling over a bunch of men/women, getting a fair share of heartbreaks and negative experiences, making alternate profiles and starting afresh, acting like nothing ever happened.
Some people seek love, others just want s3x.
And then there's the pretenders who act like their lives are fvcking perfect and they're just here for the lols and giggles.
Who the fvck are you f00ling? Others or yourself?
Sure, you're better off than others. But why are you always hanging around here?
How much time do you spend here? With your picture perfect life?
What percentage of your online life is spent on SW?
A lot of broken people here.
Sad broken people.
Trust issues, fear of commitment, fear of being hurt once again.
What'd you think?
Jesus guy is the only one who can figure people out?
I always thought I was an introvert.
But there's bigger introverts than me on here.
At least I'm willing to open up about my shortcomings and sh!tty problems.
They aren't.
At least I can talk.
And when I talk, I talk a lot.
They can't.
They won't.
Insecurity, shame, embarrassment, fear of judgement.
Hey! Jesus guy! You're under arrest!
Can people tell when I'm serious and when I'm joking?
Musica!
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