Atom Smasher
Master Don Juan
Perspectives on this can vary greatly with age. I've enjoyed a full life on being single and never married for the very reasons you state. Now that I'm pushing 60, I'm thinking in terms of settling down. I can say categorically that I have zero fear of losing this woman. If something were to happen, c'est la vie.
I think you younger guys have a hard time imagining how drastically a man changes from say age 30 to age 60. A more mature man is less likely to pedestalize a woman. It really does become easier to not give a sh!t about things. In all our discussions, age and seasons of life must be factored in.
I tell guys here what I've learned in life to encourage them... to let them know that as bad as things are with women these days (and it really is astoundingly bad), there is hope as they grow older and a man starts to regard women with far less importance.
Simultaneously with that, a man's intuition becomes much more refined as does his ability to vet a woman for her character. I generally agree with you 99%, PK. I just have come to know that there is a tiny percentage of women who are not seriously affected by the mass degradation of character we have seen.
I say wise is the man who rejects the crap that is out there (meaning most of the female gender) and holds out for the rare one that might cross his path from time to time. Like I said, I went from being completely confused about women, wondering why they universally "hated" me, to the one who either rejects or chooses them. Quite a switch. It all came from my telling myself that I don't care about them anymore because I'm better than them. And I absolutely believe that is true.
What I found was that I was previously a ghost to higher-quality women. They didn't really hate me... rather, I was a non-entity to them. For them it was like driving on a parkway and I was just one of the thousands of trees whizzing by. Totally forgettable. That's what many of us are here... nothing but an invisible phantom.
To make yourself visible to them, you must disappear to the others, the 98 or 99% of womankind. They should be nothing to you... nothing but trees whizzing past you on the parkway. Out of that blur, the worthy woman appears in front of you.
I think you younger guys have a hard time imagining how drastically a man changes from say age 30 to age 60. A more mature man is less likely to pedestalize a woman. It really does become easier to not give a sh!t about things. In all our discussions, age and seasons of life must be factored in.
I tell guys here what I've learned in life to encourage them... to let them know that as bad as things are with women these days (and it really is astoundingly bad), there is hope as they grow older and a man starts to regard women with far less importance.
Simultaneously with that, a man's intuition becomes much more refined as does his ability to vet a woman for her character. I generally agree with you 99%, PK. I just have come to know that there is a tiny percentage of women who are not seriously affected by the mass degradation of character we have seen.
I say wise is the man who rejects the crap that is out there (meaning most of the female gender) and holds out for the rare one that might cross his path from time to time. Like I said, I went from being completely confused about women, wondering why they universally "hated" me, to the one who either rejects or chooses them. Quite a switch. It all came from my telling myself that I don't care about them anymore because I'm better than them. And I absolutely believe that is true.
What I found was that I was previously a ghost to higher-quality women. They didn't really hate me... rather, I was a non-entity to them. For them it was like driving on a parkway and I was just one of the thousands of trees whizzing by. Totally forgettable. That's what many of us are here... nothing but an invisible phantom.
To make yourself visible to them, you must disappear to the others, the 98 or 99% of womankind. They should be nothing to you... nothing but trees whizzing past you on the parkway. Out of that blur, the worthy woman appears in front of you.