Perception of reality is everything. When a man speaks continually of how great of shape he's in, stating how attractive he believes himself to be, all geared toward preparation for the new school year; when he is a teacher, that also creates a troubling issue to ponder. Is it a subconscious mind's confession? Who knows... finished.
Dude, you are way off base with your accusitory bilge about me and high school girls. There's a word for that, it's called slander, and a phrase, called, defamation of character. What, now you're a psychiatrist?
You completely misread the issue. First, I get into shape for myself and myself alone, it's a part of my defense mechanism and has kept me afloat for decades. For years I have eaten dinner made by the in-laws since they watch the kids; sausage and pork 4 times a week. I ate it to not appear antagonistic, but had enough. Now I tell them I don't eat that and don't give a shit whether it goes in the trash or not.
Second, getting into shape before school starts has nothing to do with females. As I have written many times, the guys have given me shit and I don't put up with it. You said yourself how the black males in prison act toward a white guy. Fuck it, I have taken shit for several years but this year is different, they know it, and I know it. I don't give a shit about any female at the school, teachers, students, any of them.
Third, yes, I have taken clomid as a script to have another kid. My wife and I agreed to have another and try for a son three years ago. I have been on it that long, but she never wants to have sex. It's frustrating. In the past year I have had sex less than 6 times. She doesn't want to kiss me, when I go to hug her she cringes. Personally, I think she is a lesbian and only married me for genetics and for her justification as a female. Her brother is older and never mentions girls, so there is very little chance he will have any kids. There, it's out there. Nothing I do is good enough for her. I spent many hours redoing the four bedroom floors with eurathane and she wanted me to do all over again. Total bullshit. I have been sleeping in a separate bedroom for almost a year and a half. She insists the kids sleep with her and there's no room. Ridiculous. So take all those things into consideration before you start with your psycho-analysis. I love her and have told her numerous times. She is the one with the front. I finally decided not to take the "You're not good enough attitude" from anyone any more, and this includes you.
I personally think she wants to get rid of me before her parents die so I don't get any of their inheritence. Wow, like I could give a shit about other people's money. I earn my own money.
Talk about greatness? What about your bragging about being with all these stars and going around the world and so on. Have I questioned the relevence of your stories? No, I took them at face value. I didn't seek your "subconscious mind's confession." That is a misnomer, by the way, because if it is subconscious (meaning beneath consciousness, or unable to be accessed by conscious thought) how can it make a confession? (which is externalized thought in action). HOW CAN A NON-ACTION BE AN ACTION? Contrary, my dear Watson.
Wake up, man, Freud was on coke, and Jung was on mescaline.
Truth, I would love to be with a woman who wants to be with me, period. I have had fun girlfriends in the past. Why do you think I still write to the girl in Paris I met fifteen years ago. Well, she's not really a girl, now she's 36. Why does she still write to me? My son's mother is great looking and we get along, but I don't want to be with her as she lives next door to her parents and never got the divorce she said she had before I agreed to go out with her in the first place. She is 50.
So I sit here, as my life passes, mostly in misery and enslaved by the thing I crave most, security, but since the rug can be pulled out from under me at any point, I need to know I can land on my feet.
Don't forget, dancing for a half hour straight provides a great aerobic workout. I am down another 6 pounds since the sept. 12th pictures were taken. I did it through physical work, diet, and swimming, as I have only lifted weight three times since late May. Now that I got the fat lowered, I can rebuild as I please.
You can say what you want about me, I know who I am, but there's one thing at least, you won't ever hear me tell "Legends About Guys with Big Panties" and expecting everyone to read it.
