Dresden
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Feb 2, 2010
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No man should be forced to live his entire life with a micropenis, which society views as a "secret deformity" with no redeeming value.
I am intelligent, handsome, tall, and have a great personality for a potential relationship, but I am all alone, romantically, at the age of 40 with no heirs and no viable prospects. In bed, I have tried being with women and being with men, but nothing works. I can't blame any of my past love interests for not wanting to stay with me--after all, it's not their fault and I probably wouldn't have stayed either--but it's not my fault either! Nobody seems to understand this.
Worse still, I have no one to talk about my problem with in real life. I think about it constantly all day, every day, but there is no solution short of an acceptance of the situation which still eludes me to this day that I can fathom.
Growing up, sports, swimming, and gym class were guaranteed nightmares, and when I was in college I remember my father taunting me at the dinner table in front of my mother saying, "You're just a WEE little Scotsman!," over and over.
It's enough to make me want to tear apart our heteronormative society from its seams, which I might just do. They used to give babies like me sex changes at birth, with disastrous consequences for the recipient later in life. Thank God, at least, that doesn't happen anymore, or didn't happen to me anyway.
Please don't tell me it's ok, because it's not ok. I have severe, unresolved psychological issues mainly involving the ego, self-worth, and gender identity to this day stemming from my lifelong congenital condition, and you would too if you were me. Loneliness is the worst of it. I feel unloved, unlovable, and fundamentally unacceptable in society's eyes. Why must it be like this?
I am intelligent, handsome, tall, and have a great personality for a potential relationship, but I am all alone, romantically, at the age of 40 with no heirs and no viable prospects. In bed, I have tried being with women and being with men, but nothing works. I can't blame any of my past love interests for not wanting to stay with me--after all, it's not their fault and I probably wouldn't have stayed either--but it's not my fault either! Nobody seems to understand this.
Worse still, I have no one to talk about my problem with in real life. I think about it constantly all day, every day, but there is no solution short of an acceptance of the situation which still eludes me to this day that I can fathom.
Growing up, sports, swimming, and gym class were guaranteed nightmares, and when I was in college I remember my father taunting me at the dinner table in front of my mother saying, "You're just a WEE little Scotsman!," over and over.
It's enough to make me want to tear apart our heteronormative society from its seams, which I might just do. They used to give babies like me sex changes at birth, with disastrous consequences for the recipient later in life. Thank God, at least, that doesn't happen anymore, or didn't happen to me anyway.
Please don't tell me it's ok, because it's not ok. I have severe, unresolved psychological issues mainly involving the ego, self-worth, and gender identity to this day stemming from my lifelong congenital condition, and you would too if you were me. Loneliness is the worst of it. I feel unloved, unlovable, and fundamentally unacceptable in society's eyes. Why must it be like this?
