KissSnatcher
Don Juan
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Greetings all!
This is gonna be a long one- you've been forewarned...
I'm 47 y/o. Musician, self-employed, played solid game in my 20's. Settled down with a good woman in my 30's and had a satisfying family life with her for 11 years. We split amicably (in late 2005) and I was back in the jungle. Sucked in by my first Cluster-B (histrionic), got out of that one within a couple months. Met an actually decent gal and things moved along nicely until she died from complications from a routine surgery. At this point I was pretty damn numb but still had some fire in my belly.
Met what I thought to be the coolest, most fun, "missing piece of me" in the late spring of 2006. She swooped in, honeymooned me, set the hook nice and deep, and for the next 3.5 years proceeded to drive me slowly insane. Turns out she is textbook BPD. I escaped (seriously- you don't "leave" a cluster-b; you escape them) late summer of 2009.
Laid low and regrouped for a bit, got my pecker wet as needed with a couple FWBs, and all was well for a while but I wanted more.
Pickins are slim around here. Rural area. I'm a city guy living in hicksville. Swilling beers at the local tavern doesn't cut it for me. i've got skills and I've still got game but it's nigh-impossible (or so it seems) to meet what I deem to be "quality". I need more than mediocre. I need intellect, wit, strong sense of humor, emotional intelligence. Sure, if I can meet 'em i can get 'em. But that's not may real reason for coming here, humblly asking my bothers for guidance. Stay with me please...
Caught a bad case of the fuggits this spring/summer. I gave up on myself. I shut down. I started telling myself that this (being alone) was my lot in life. I bought in to my own negative self-talk. I gained weight. Stopped eating right. Didn't tend my home and property in the manner in which I used to pride myself. I gave up on me.
Late summer I began to snap out of it. Lost the weight. Started rebuilding and participating in life again. Starting to get my confidence back. Slowly, yes, but heading in the right direction. It was mid October when the email came in:
BPD psycho ex sent me a transparant message with the sole intention of receiving my forgiveness/absolution. Seems there is a hint of a conscience underneath her psycho exterior but also she just needed to feel better about the sh!tty way she treated me. I swear they (cluster-Bs) can literally smell it through the ether because it was only days before her email that I had finally let go of my anger/hatred/disgust towards her and I felt good about it. I had only then accepted that it was never about me, it was all about her, and I just happenned to be the sad sack that allowed myself to get caught in her web. It could have been damn near anyone. And three days later her email comes rolling in...
I ignored it at first but it began to eat at me. Instant knot in the gut, adrenaline reaction, and I began to soften. I entertained the silly notion that perhaps, over the past year, she had perhaps grown, resolved her issues, etc., ad nauseum, and that perhaps now that she had been out there on her own for a while she might have recognised the error of her ways and was ready to step up and act right. Yeah I know- silly me!
On that same token, though, I did my best to remain detached, figured I'd milk it for some wild sack-time, if nothing else, and cut and run at the first sign of crazy. I did, in fact, do just that. But here's the rub: I played with fire and although the burns are only minor this time (and I deserve every damn one of them for not listening to my gut, my own advice, and my true bothers in friendship in my life) there was some damage done. All in all, though, I'm okay. I never let her "in" this time but as those who got the memo know: Cluster-Bs are damn good at their sick game. So yeah there are some marks. Nothing I can't recover from but this time I don't want to go it alone. I'm asking you, my cyber-brothers, for some help.
I'm laying myself out here and I'm willing to listen, to learn (never too old to learn), and I'm gonna try my best to check my ego at the door, do as I'm told, and allow you good men to help me along the way to reach my goal(s).
My goal(s):
1. I need help finding potential partners. Yes "partner". I'm 47 in a few weeks. I want to settle down and enjoy my comfortable life with a good woman. Yes- I believe that there ARE good woman out there. Good woman seem to hide or perhaps I'm wrong about that. If I'm thinking wrong here then set me straight!
2. I would appreciate help in weeding out the sh!tbirds with a minimum of time invested.
3. I could use some help with ideas as to where to meet quality. I can walk into any hick bar in the county and get laid. Not interested. Although I'm financially stable times ARE tough- I'm in the worst state in the union as far as unemployment so I'm not down with dropping coin while wasting time.
With my Cluster-B experience I can spot 'em right away (or at least I can see the first of the many red-flags) and have no problem nexting them.
Example: 35 y/o hb8, sharp, witty, horny, and a total defective cluster-B (appeared sane but tipped her hand quickly) has been pressing me hard. The minute I spotted who/what she was I nexted her with nary a thought. So I'm not 100% AFC. I'm not hopeless. I just need some solid guidance.
I'm considering myself, here and now, to be an infant, a newbie. Where to begin?
Thanks for reading this long post. I'll answer any questions candidly to prove that your investment of time in me will not be in vain. I just need to start fresh and I'm willing to do my part, to listen to and follow direction, and I'll do my best to make your investment in me worth it.
Thanks.
KS
This is gonna be a long one- you've been forewarned...
I'm 47 y/o. Musician, self-employed, played solid game in my 20's. Settled down with a good woman in my 30's and had a satisfying family life with her for 11 years. We split amicably (in late 2005) and I was back in the jungle. Sucked in by my first Cluster-B (histrionic), got out of that one within a couple months. Met an actually decent gal and things moved along nicely until she died from complications from a routine surgery. At this point I was pretty damn numb but still had some fire in my belly.
Met what I thought to be the coolest, most fun, "missing piece of me" in the late spring of 2006. She swooped in, honeymooned me, set the hook nice and deep, and for the next 3.5 years proceeded to drive me slowly insane. Turns out she is textbook BPD. I escaped (seriously- you don't "leave" a cluster-b; you escape them) late summer of 2009.
Laid low and regrouped for a bit, got my pecker wet as needed with a couple FWBs, and all was well for a while but I wanted more.
Pickins are slim around here. Rural area. I'm a city guy living in hicksville. Swilling beers at the local tavern doesn't cut it for me. i've got skills and I've still got game but it's nigh-impossible (or so it seems) to meet what I deem to be "quality". I need more than mediocre. I need intellect, wit, strong sense of humor, emotional intelligence. Sure, if I can meet 'em i can get 'em. But that's not may real reason for coming here, humblly asking my bothers for guidance. Stay with me please...
Caught a bad case of the fuggits this spring/summer. I gave up on myself. I shut down. I started telling myself that this (being alone) was my lot in life. I bought in to my own negative self-talk. I gained weight. Stopped eating right. Didn't tend my home and property in the manner in which I used to pride myself. I gave up on me.
Late summer I began to snap out of it. Lost the weight. Started rebuilding and participating in life again. Starting to get my confidence back. Slowly, yes, but heading in the right direction. It was mid October when the email came in:
BPD psycho ex sent me a transparant message with the sole intention of receiving my forgiveness/absolution. Seems there is a hint of a conscience underneath her psycho exterior but also she just needed to feel better about the sh!tty way she treated me. I swear they (cluster-Bs) can literally smell it through the ether because it was only days before her email that I had finally let go of my anger/hatred/disgust towards her and I felt good about it. I had only then accepted that it was never about me, it was all about her, and I just happenned to be the sad sack that allowed myself to get caught in her web. It could have been damn near anyone. And three days later her email comes rolling in...
I ignored it at first but it began to eat at me. Instant knot in the gut, adrenaline reaction, and I began to soften. I entertained the silly notion that perhaps, over the past year, she had perhaps grown, resolved her issues, etc., ad nauseum, and that perhaps now that she had been out there on her own for a while she might have recognised the error of her ways and was ready to step up and act right. Yeah I know- silly me!
On that same token, though, I did my best to remain detached, figured I'd milk it for some wild sack-time, if nothing else, and cut and run at the first sign of crazy. I did, in fact, do just that. But here's the rub: I played with fire and although the burns are only minor this time (and I deserve every damn one of them for not listening to my gut, my own advice, and my true bothers in friendship in my life) there was some damage done. All in all, though, I'm okay. I never let her "in" this time but as those who got the memo know: Cluster-Bs are damn good at their sick game. So yeah there are some marks. Nothing I can't recover from but this time I don't want to go it alone. I'm asking you, my cyber-brothers, for some help.
I'm laying myself out here and I'm willing to listen, to learn (never too old to learn), and I'm gonna try my best to check my ego at the door, do as I'm told, and allow you good men to help me along the way to reach my goal(s).
My goal(s):
1. I need help finding potential partners. Yes "partner". I'm 47 in a few weeks. I want to settle down and enjoy my comfortable life with a good woman. Yes- I believe that there ARE good woman out there. Good woman seem to hide or perhaps I'm wrong about that. If I'm thinking wrong here then set me straight!
2. I would appreciate help in weeding out the sh!tbirds with a minimum of time invested.
3. I could use some help with ideas as to where to meet quality. I can walk into any hick bar in the county and get laid. Not interested. Although I'm financially stable times ARE tough- I'm in the worst state in the union as far as unemployment so I'm not down with dropping coin while wasting time.
With my Cluster-B experience I can spot 'em right away (or at least I can see the first of the many red-flags) and have no problem nexting them.
Example: 35 y/o hb8, sharp, witty, horny, and a total defective cluster-B (appeared sane but tipped her hand quickly) has been pressing me hard. The minute I spotted who/what she was I nexted her with nary a thought. So I'm not 100% AFC. I'm not hopeless. I just need some solid guidance.
I'm considering myself, here and now, to be an infant, a newbie. Where to begin?
Thanks for reading this long post. I'll answer any questions candidly to prove that your investment of time in me will not be in vain. I just need to start fresh and I'm willing to do my part, to listen to and follow direction, and I'll do my best to make your investment in me worth it.
Thanks.
KS