2 months, 18 days and counting. If I had testicles, I’m pretty sure they would have shriveled up and fallen off from lack of use. I can feel my libido gasping its last dying breath.
It’s still just as scary as the first time. I meet lots of guys. 75% turn me off in the first few minutes with overly aggressive come-ons or just general drunken foolishness. Is it too much to ask for some normal conversation without someone leering at me like a hungry lion? Seems the other 25% are either disinterested or too shy to do something about it. I was always interested in shier guys, just based on the fact that they generally have gentler approaches. In the long run, I would probably be less compatible with someone like that but I just can’t get past the beginning with the rest.
I seem to have this problem in any continent I go to, leading to the thought that it’s actually me that is the problem. I seriously don’t understand how other people get together.
