It’s about a pattern of behavior that is unhealthy. And you have failed to provide any evidence that it is healthy.
This is all spot on, as we have discussed. It also thins out men in the center and harms children, as I and others have discussed, including Chris Williamson. In that post I was referring to men’s personal standards, not social ramifications of lack of sexual propriety.
It is so obvious that one doesn’t need research, only to have experienced life and the world around them with diverse socioeconomic crowds. I actually went through much of my life thinking promiscuity and lack of regulation was no biggie until life experience, observation, and self-education showed me otherwise. As I’ve said, and in the content I’ve provided there are society-wrecking consequences.
Anyway, I’m tapped out for now. Have a good weekend people. ![]()
So is this now a question of rational vs. irrational insecurity?
Like, what would constitute each one?
He would say three bases, and home plate (not a base).
And, he was an American.
Home plate is a base and I’m American.
According to the MLB website:
Total bases refer to the number of bases gained by a batter through his hits. A batter records one total base for a single, two total bases for a double, three total bases for a triple and four total bases for a home run.
They also play baseball in Italy.
You have previously claimed to be Italian, that Italian is a nationality.
You prevaricate, or at the least, are disingenous.
Dual citizenship, ever heard of it?
Heard of it, don’t believe in it.
My wife has it.
If you hold dual citizenship, you’re not a true Murrican, probably some libtard bringing your fascist ideas to Murrica and trying to poison our McDonald’s culture.
Stay in Italia and eat your cacio y pepe, watch your little bitches play “football.”
I am sure you realize this was all sarcastic.
Peace.
If by sarcastic you mean gay, then yes, I realize it. Now go play with a train.
I am sure you realize this was all sarcastic.
Peace.
For your edification. Y is Spanish and that dish is Roman.
Lesson over.
And now you have reached home base with homophobic.
Spanish, Italian, all the same to us Murricans - just immigrants, interlopers, and sucking off the Murrican tit.
Oh my God, the world has become a disgusting place. Where are these women at? I wouldnt want to find myself in a place where I could run into them
I post on TikTok. Girls hit me up all the time. It is a meat market.
I made a typo. I meant “aren’t”
I am familiar. My eldest has his master’s now, so it’s not an issue, but honestly it never was. I never saw that kid do homework. He took a full tuition Nat’l Merit scholarship to XXX’s honors program and double majored. He…wins state-wide math contests with a day’s notice, or did when he was young enough to do that sort of thing. All of my kids have been fine in terms of academics but the youngest, who just never cared. What pressure there’s been for my younger kids has honestly come from the eldest, who cast a big shadow growing up. It’s intimidating even for me, honestly. And now he’s an adult and an analyst and developing AI for his company and when he tells me what he’s doing, both professionally and for fun, I’m like “oh cool” and really have no idea what he’s talking about. Which must be hard for him.
I will talk about insecurities. I have seemed to be “the kind of girl you marry” and have felt myself under tremendous pressure during the two dating phases of my life to lock myself in very quickly to aggressive men. One I married - and he cheated, as well as showed other impulse control issues. The other I dated, and while he was much more fun than my ex, who is an angry, depressed man, he was only happy when he was having fun. He made a lot of money (master’s in city planning, he was a town manager) but was still in debt because - again - poor impulse control. These men were insecure. I don’t think they cared about my body count, but they were fearful nonetheless.
My current husband showed none of this fearfulness around losing me or having to compete. It was just slow and steady and chill, and the thing that really won me was his repeats of “don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.” (Also he’s sexy and outdoorsy and a little bit wild/bad but mostly very good and a saver and loving.) I feel that way about myself, too. I’ll be fine regardless of others’ choices. I feel very secure in myself, and found someone with a similar self-regard. He’s never asked me about body count. Why would he? I don’t dress to emphasize sexuality and I don’t hook up. If I did, he’d know it because I’d have done so with him.
You guys don’t have to look for chastity belt girls. Just someone you like, respect, and can trust, which is something you sense. What I’ve learned is that if you can’t sense someone’s trustworthiness you probably cannot trust them. Which of course is where insecurity comes in.
And I will again point out that if you look for women capable of caring for themselves, the odds that they are playing you (former wild sluts pretending to be chaste to capture you) is all but eliminated.
Could you remind the group which poster this is? I’ve lost track of our sex-hater.
This is what I see in my husband. He isn’t gaping at women on the beach. He’s on the phone with me when he travels, not at the hotel bar. I feel the exact same way. I think we both recognize beauty or fitness or sexy or whatever, but I don’t think either of us yearns for something beyond what we have. I sometimes see nice looking chairs, but I don’t stop short to ogle them, don’t feel I have to sit in them, or feel miffed that I can’t.
I think he’s referring to me ![]()
For the record, I’m not a sex hater. I just have a hard time understanding what’s the big deal (pro or con) since I don’t experience the drive
OH! Of course! Sorry, no, you’re not a sex-hater. lol
Right. I never said sex hater. I recalled you’re asexual.
I apologize. I didn’t know you were gay. Although, upon reflection, I should have realized you were.