If he could see what i saw last summer, he would know. But because women dont show it to him and he doesnt encounter it, he doesnt know ......
I was on the balcony of "M" (who i actually dont even want to have sex with) after sex with her, and i see an attractive woman walking here from afar. As she walks closer, M's next gate neighbor "Celsius Guy" also appears out of his gate - the man ive seen once before who M said was
"bringing a new girl home every day". I was also struck by the pointedly jaded tone M said that in. Then, i definitely see it's the same girl i saw with Celsius Guy the other day, so i tell M she said he brings home a
new girl every day, yet now im seeing the same girl - and she says
"sometimes he brings the same ones over". Again M said it in a pointedly jaded, languid tone (i dont know if she has history with Celsius or not). Celsius Guy meanwhile is swinging his keys in the most self-satisfied stroll ive ever seen, which made me smile, then they meet up and walk into his gate.
^ That experience struck me permanently in a way i doubt is being conveyed over text. I started walking around my room laughing, clapping my hands, smiling and talking to myself before resuming writing it. But unlike what it might be for an incel, for me it wasnt a bitter experience at all - it was astounding and inspiring, like watching an epic movie scene. I thought the contrast between how i could live my sex life, and the way women and Celsius Guy could live their sex lifes, was awe inspiring. Man, i wish i could go back and replay that moment...