That line was in a movie concerning how a man behaves when a woman hands herself to him on a plate, you don’t want to belong to a club that would have someone like you as a member. I first heard that line in my teens and found it a bit far fetched, surely I wouldn’t be a guy who behaves like that but no, I have a 9 chasing me, texting round the clock, comparing me favourably to the pieces of shit available for women online,,asking me out when she previously said women don’t ask men out and I’m no happier, every guy thinks if a 9 was after him you’d be happy but you’re not. Growing up in a Mickey mouse Catholic country where the boys are separated from the girls in the educational system I grew up awkward around women confirming the saying “every man is a product of his environment”. It was only when I entered the working world that I learned how to interact with women and view the Catholic church with the disdain it deserves. Now I’m currently faced with a decision whether to take up an attractive woman but that will also mean taking up the realities of this world, and I fear that word reality. There’s no word more hideous in the English language than reality, we all know what it implies – monotony, disappointment, boredom, an uneasy co-mingling of your aspirations and what’s actually attainable. Perhaps for those reasons I don’t want to belong to a club that would have someone like me for a reason.
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That one is spot on. Another reason is avoiding being taken to be representative of the club, lest you end up bringing it ill-repute just by being a member.
Is it likely to make things worse? Would it be more monotonous and boring than the alternative? Risk disappointment and possibly regret it, or face the regret of not trying. Either way reality will still be there.
Don’t feel like an outcast. I’m gay and Catholic… Girls were an awkward thing… Because I didn’t get how to approach the … Well, I would really just outwardly ask after a conversation went great, “You wanna make out sometime, you’re so gorgeous” and I’d always get a yes, /asking three people in high school/ actually doing it twice, and becoming good friends with the other one I met in summer PE. Shame on me, one had a girlfriend.
I felt that line though and it was awkward.
You’re calling this girl a 9.
Aren’t you excited? Why isn’t she a 10? Why is there a scale? To me, it’s either a big yes or a big no.
That scale sets people up to settle and miss the better picture… Looking for who she is… Not the outcome. Just go with the flow. Do you like her or not? If you do~ who cares what happens.. Look for who she is.
To be fair, men flood women’s inboxes on dating apps. Women are usually more reserved.
And think about this.
Remember the 90’s movies where Ashton Kutcher’s taking polaroids and taking cringy snapshots naked on a mountain with a goth chick with a fun personality? Buying street food! Remembering it! Don’t you want that? Or are we going to play squidward tentacles and frown at everyone? You got this! Your personality is 100! Just shows, hello! Beautiful girl interested, who cares about being in a worth it “club”
Pain is everywhere you go! That’s life. Try new things. 🙂
@the Joors Thank you!
When we’re young, we get the foolish idea that we’ll never get old, fat, have grey thinning hair, lose our attractiveness and intelligence, even though we see it happening to others. By the time you realize what you had (and lost) it’s too late.
If you are getting opportunities now, go for it. I think my life might’ve went in a better direction if I took advantage of the great opportunities that I had. If I had a long term relationship with a hot girl, I might’ve been more motivated to get better jobs earlier.
My life took a different turn since I made some poor decisions and was also looking to beat the rat race and it didn’t work out as hoped. Still I’ve put myself in a decent position to turn it all around and make up for the time I’ve lost as long as I play my cards right.
However even if I ended up in the same place I’m in today, I would’ve at least been glad that I did get to enjoy my life at some point. My life really started screwing up mostly because of my father’s meddling and pushing me into university when I needed some time off among other stupid decisions he forced on me.
Now looking back at my 20s and 30s almost feel like it was someone else’s life who was doing well and had lots of potential to go far. Fortunately I’m not too old yet to still make the best of my situation so I’m trying to do that.
And if nothing works out, then so be it, I did the best I could. I’m giving myself a few years to fix my situation and if it doesn’t work then I’ll pull the plug. I have no wealth/nest egg, no house, no established career so there’s nothing I have to fall back on.
My life wasn’t that great-though in fairness I did have some amazing times, but it was always fleeting. If you can’t have a great life then it’s better not to have one at all imo. It’s just a pointless waste of time, which is why I don’t plan to stick around for too long. I know it will not get any better unless I manage to do very well financially.
The only thing holding me back is my elderly mother and I’ll wait till she passes away first because I know nobody will be around to help her if I’m not here. Once she’s gone and if my situation is still crap, then I’ll find a way to check out also.
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