So, if this is true, why am I not taller with a great big cock? Or, why am I not turning into a hot lesbian, since I think abou them so much.
Thre is a growing disparity, discussed often, between my in-person life and my on-line life. At some point the rift has to be healed or it will split completely and the schism in my life will be a angry break from how the world knows me.
A friend of mine said, what most men feel, that he has few, or no, friends to turn to when serious matters are on the line. He has friends to talk football, but few to discuss death. I would wager that most men have dual lives, even if both are innocent of the sins I have comitted. We have a public, strong, competent facade as expected, but inside we have doubts, worries, girlfriends, obsessions, addictions, needs, hopes, dreams, desires that are not allowed to be expressed.
We have a growing disconnect between the thoughts we have and the words we are allowed to say. Imagine the backlash if we began to speak honestly:
- Honey, I'm no longer attracted to you because you've gained weight and turned into a shrew.
- I hate my job and am serious about doing something totally different, and yes, we will make less money.
- The kids drive me crazy and I need more time away from them.
- And you too
- And I'm thinking of getting a mistress because you won't have sex with me any more.
- I hate owning a yard, i hate mowing the grass, and i really hate talking to your brother about his lawn
- It doesn't bother me if our kids mastrubate, in fact, i think they should.
- I no longer share your faith in god, people, the PTA or the Zodiac.
- Your sister is an idiot.
- You have become so fearful that being near you is depressing.
- I might want to leave.
For as a man thinkith in his heart, so is he....
So what am I?
I'll let others answer that, the list in my head is very unflattering.
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