Even when I was spending a lot of time with women, I wasn't the relationship type. Nor have I ever been emotional. That's probably why I've never had my heart broken. I don't relate to the experience. It seems alien to me.
I have no aggressive nor misogynistic feelings toward women at all. I just don't want anything from them. Once you're no longer enamored by their beauty, breasts, and vaginas, the mystique that surrounds women evaporates. And their core is usually appealing - at least to me. Women tend to be loud, narcissistic, and manipulative. They're also emotional, which makes them unpredictable, a trait I consider to be a liability when I'm exposed to it.
None of those things add to my life. They detract from it.
I have no aggression toward women; I just keep my distance from most of them. A lot of guys - and definitely a lot of women - think guys like me "just haven't met the right girls."
But it's untrue. I've met them all.
I'm unimpressed.
I can relate to this. A lot. I think the only difference is you've given up, while I still maintain a flicker of hope that I'll eventually meet a woman who's radiant beauty can't outshine her intellect and maturity.
Naive? Possibly. Time will tell.
But I totally understand where you're coming from. I've run the gamut with females (strippers, millionaire's girlfriends, party girls, hippies, wannabe "intellectuals") and I've more or less come to the same conclusion. Most women have very little to offer other than their reproductive assets.
And you're 100% right: Once you look past the sexual appeal, what is there? Even when I FORCE myself to be emotionally vulnerable and empathetic, I'm met with immaturity, interpersonal myopia, and neediness.
But who's fault is that? My fault.
It's my fault for settling. It's my fault for not putting myself out there more. It's my fault for not refining my screening mechanisms to filter out the waste. It's my fault for trying to score another "notch" on my belt rather than fulfillment. It's my fault for not following through with women who may very well have matched my criteria had I texted them back.
So yes, most women fall short in a lot of ways. But that doesn't mean they ALL do. I'll be patient, but I ain't gonna break my back desperately searching for someone who may not exist. All I can do is work on myself and jump on the opportunity when/if it comes.
If it doesn't? Oh well. I'll die with a dick in my mouth, and an ass full of beads.
