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Lotsa' Work, Pal

I have a lot to work on, and I recognize that. I have a mental illness. I was diagnosed with it very late in life. But I'm not a bad person. I didn't choose to be this way. I have a lot to offer. Some people have more 'acceptable' challenges that are easier to understand. I won't name those more acceptable challenges, because that wouldn't be fair. But to the people who gave up on me: you got rid of the hard parts about me. But you've also missed out on the rest of me — and there is A LOT to the rest of me. I don't blame anyone for leaving me behind. But I do hope for a future where people are more educated and open-minded about the rainbow of challenges that humans face. It's not always pretty, but we're still individuals with stories and hopes and love. We need you to believe in us.

I am unattractive.

I am a male 44 and pretty unattractive. I have a beer belly, I am starting to bald, and I have odd toes. I will probably never get a girlfriend or a wife. I don't really want one either. I definitely don't want kids. I guess my looks are a way to never settle down. I don't want to either. Before the pandemic I was having sex with escorts every weekend. I love women and a variety of women is even more appealing. I have a big sex drive so if I can't attract women I will pay for it. It's a win win scenario. So I guess my lack of good looks created this odd lifestyle for me. I can only talk to one friend (who also does this) because everyone else frowns upon it. Which is also odd. Oh well that is my confession.

Minimal Zooming

If there are zero good looking people in the optional Zoom Meeting, I will not join. If the optional Zoom Meeting is loaded with brown-nosers jockeying for position and low on intellect, creativity and wit, I definitely won’t be joining.

K'mpec Said

"The Klingon who kills without showing his face has no honour." I feel similarly about humans that post photos of just the back of themselves on their dating profiles.

My boyfriend says he doesn't love me

After dating my boyfriend for 9 months, I finally had the courage to ask him if he loves me and he said no. I was obviously shocked and upset when he said that but when I asked if he's ever been in love before? He said no. He's dated so many girls before and not even once has he ever felt love for any of them. I don't know whether I should stay in this relationship just because he doesn't love me. He told me that he really likes me and I have a special place in his heart. But i still don't get why he's too afraid to fall in love with me.

Rock bottom

Or at least it feels like it. The good thing is that there’s no where to go but up. I’ve finally accepted that a relationship that almost destroyed me is well and truly over. It still hurts but I’m done fighting for it. I’ve let myself sink into an abyss so deep that I barely recognized myself. Self medicating with booze, not taking care of myself or doing any of the things that I always loved to do. Now I feel this sense of now or never. No more grief for what is lost. Digging deep inside for that tough and resilient person that’s been too quiet for too long. Wish me luck; it’s not going to be easy but I know I can do this.

I confess

Saw beauty & hope in the world today. sunshine,music,dogs & humanity. Today felt good energy.

I don’t know...

How to handle the constant interruptions from my partner while I am talking. I’ve tried telling them numerous time they need to let me finish. It’s so infuriating to be questioned about things halfway through about something you would have gotten to anyway. All the interruptions do is make me shut down because I don’t feel I’m being listened to. I’ve tried and tried to encourage my partner to stop but I’m starting to get snippy now because it never ends..,. What can I do?


I could never take on a job in customer service. It is very exhausting to be nice to stupid people, especially ones who treat you like dirt. All for minimum wage? No thanks. I'm much better off working in a warehouse.

Hiding behind humour

I love a great sense of humour. I have one and the only type of partner I can handle must also possess that quality. However, there’s a difference between having a sense of humour and hiding behind it. When someone isn’t capable of responding in a sincere and open way to something involving real emotions and feelings, without resorting to trying to deflect the conversation by trying to be funny, it makes it very difficult to have a genuine relationship with them. To me this behaviour shows an insecurity and inability to truly connect with others, and ultimately, it means that you’re not likely to ever have a truly close relationship with anyone, because you can’t ever just get real.


I saw you in the emerald glow.

It was a radiant post-apocalyptic night. Our eyes met, and I knew that it would be safe to go...


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