I already did that in February 2015 because of the severity of the symptoms and with the hopes of feeling comfortable to see hookers. However, if there is no escorts, then there is no problem, then there is no need to see a therapist. If you are against casual sex because of antibiotic resistant STDs, then why would on earth would you dare advise me to see a therapist to enable me to see hookers? Isn't being hooker-phobic a good thing? It might save me, a good guy, that's not messing around, living very clean and health conscious, from a nasty but tangible STD.I think these are internal things you have to work through in your head, and that is why it's not a bad idea to seek assistance with a therapist.
The real issue is why even bother pursuing an issue like this with me? Psychology just enables using legal drugs to disable the conscience (i.e. at least in these types of matters) so you can proceed unimpeded. If you go further, drugs probably do the same thing too. That's why most people do things things that are risky under influence rather then being straight sober. I don't see the point in paying money to see a therapist to make me feel comfortable paying and visiting hookers. I'm also not interested in making myself out to be an experiment subject to monitor my brain activity before and after seeing an escort either as I think that's way too much.
In the time-capsule, lets hypothetically say today is December 5, 2014 earlier in the day sometime.....paying $ 60.00 to see a local hor that speaks Spanish (i.e which is a major turn-on because it means she's authentically Spanish and came from a Latin American country, another major turn-on) sound easier and more convenient to do, prior to midnight on December 6, 2014 then saying I can leave the country and forget about all this legal nonsense here.RickTheToad said:As for a hooker, fly down to Nevada for a weekend. You can go to the bunny ranch, or dozens of other legal brothels for sex. Or, just go to a stripclub and they offer sexual services usually in the back.
I lied to my mother. I told her I was going to see the IMAX movie "Interstellar (2014)" and had to run an errand and buy something at Canadian Tire. While I was in the parking lot I used my smartphone and had a journal and pen, and found myself at an escort place.
I can lie to my folks and say I'm going to the supermarket and just happen to go into an incal center to cop-a-feel with a random women for 15-20 min (believe me the time stand still in such places so it feels like an hour goes by within 15 min), and them come back home.
Either way there is no money allocated for such a trip. A trip was contemplated to Blackbeard resort in the Domenican Republic back in 2011, but it was aborted. It feels safer to pay $ 60.00 to a Spanish hooker locally then to go to an actual Spanish country to use a local hooker there. You mentioned Navada. What about Latin American countries if you are into Spanish women?
I didn't sign up for that.RickTheToad said:As for the divorce thing?
No, the problem was she turned on me. Whatever happened to me is still, on principle, the same thing that happens with all divorces. People change within the marriage and things get ugly.RickTheToad said:Well, your first problem was marrying a single mom.
5 years have passed since 2014 and I'm not really feeling much of a connection to 2014. There is more of a connection, at times, to 2012 with the ex-gf I dealt with before I met my ex-wife. Seems there is simply more great memories with her but she's long gone too.RickTheToad said:The second, I think you have some things in your head to work through. Time heals all wounds, but you must give yourself the time and the tools to heal. You will never be scar free, but you can rebound from the hurt and doubt you are currently experiencing.