Kiriakos
Fapstronaut
So I haven't posted in probably at least a year but this is some stuff I have been thinking about lately. Fair warning, I am long winded, it is kind of a ramble so it might be hard to follow, and I'm also going to talk some religious stuff. Also, apologies in advance for the vulgarity.
So I'm 26, still have my V-card. And for religious purposes I still want to wait until I'm married. However, I also think that it is a symptom of a pretty screwed up way of thinking that I have been trained into.
So growing up, I wasn't a pussy or anything; but I also wasn't rebellious. I feel like I was disciplined way harsher than I should have been. I always had this mindset that what my parents said was law and it was the end of the world if you didn't do it. So, when my parents, like good evangelical Christians, told me of the evils of premarital sex, it was completely understand. The problem was that they didn't stop there. They came down really hard on me thinking that they had to drill it into me, but just succeeded in making me feel like I was guilty for something I didn't do. I started thinking that human sexuality was inherently evil. Also discussion of the topic was so awkward that it was implicitly taboo. It became even worse when they had me read, "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" by Joshua Harris at 10 or 11. Yes, that young.
I can't even describe how much this fucked me in the head. I actually thought my parents wanted me to be celibate. My mom would sometimes mention how she was excited to have grandkids someday and I was so fucking confused.
Enter: PMO. It was already so ingrained in my mind that any sort of contact with girls was evil that when I started to hit puberty and get curious I felt trapped. I'm not saying that I wouldn't have gotten into PMO otherwise, but it was an outlet where I at least might not get caught. And of course, I was instantly weighed down with a tremendous amount of guilt because I knew it was wrong but couldn't stop these feelings.
I also got almost zero positive reinforcement from my parents. It always felt like if I wasn't perfect then I was a complete shit pile. Mistakes were unacceptable, not a tool to help you learn. Needless to say, I had zero sense of self worth.
I was always super quiet and shy (it didn't help that I was homeschooled either lol), but I think this is the one thing I did that I think still shapes my actions today:
I was working at a golf resort at 15 or so. I met these two really pretty girls at the pool who were there on vacation. We would talk and I would swim with them after work. Well, we talked about hanging out on my days off, and that is when I refused to give them my number because I didn't have a cell phone yet, and I was scared if one of my parents picked up the phone that I would be in trouble.
Anyway, after high school I went to a small Bible college, where they actually taught those things I believed about mankind being inherently evil (yes I'm talking about you Calvinist "total depravity" morons). Their beliefs on sexuality followed suit, and served to reinforce my views.
I have since joined a different Christian tradition. One that doesn't shame you for being human lol.
So here I am now. I instinctively blow off every woman who I come into contact with. I guess it is a combination of all of those things. I avoid social interaction. When I go out, I avoid talking to people I don't know because my brain constantly tells me that everyone hates me and doesn't care what I have to say. Even though repeatedly my experience has been that people tell me I'm cool and funny and engaging. I can flirt with women, I have flirted with some really beautiful women, but I never let it go past that. I always drop the ball, either I don't even get her number or I just stop texting.
This sort of brings me to a story I want to share from the other night. I was at a country themed bar (by myself) for swing dancing. Anyway, I danced with this girl (who according to both her and her friends *never* dances). Then I was invited to her table and then when she went outside to smoke her friend started begging me to get her number and take her out on a date. From there it got really weird and the girl started acting super desperate. I got her number anyway and then texted her a little, but I haven't texted in a day and a half at this point.
I remember at the beginning of the night seeing her and being unimpressed by her looks. As the night went on (i.e. I drank more) I started to think she was kinda attractive.
I guess I'm just wondering if I'm being superficial and it is an excuse because I don't want to get close to anyone, or of the whole desperate vibe is a legitimate turn off. Also wondering if anyone else has had similar experiences to mine growing up and how to move past all that.
So I'm 26, still have my V-card. And for religious purposes I still want to wait until I'm married. However, I also think that it is a symptom of a pretty screwed up way of thinking that I have been trained into.
So growing up, I wasn't a pussy or anything; but I also wasn't rebellious. I feel like I was disciplined way harsher than I should have been. I always had this mindset that what my parents said was law and it was the end of the world if you didn't do it. So, when my parents, like good evangelical Christians, told me of the evils of premarital sex, it was completely understand. The problem was that they didn't stop there. They came down really hard on me thinking that they had to drill it into me, but just succeeded in making me feel like I was guilty for something I didn't do. I started thinking that human sexuality was inherently evil. Also discussion of the topic was so awkward that it was implicitly taboo. It became even worse when they had me read, "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" by Joshua Harris at 10 or 11. Yes, that young.
I can't even describe how much this fucked me in the head. I actually thought my parents wanted me to be celibate. My mom would sometimes mention how she was excited to have grandkids someday and I was so fucking confused.
Enter: PMO. It was already so ingrained in my mind that any sort of contact with girls was evil that when I started to hit puberty and get curious I felt trapped. I'm not saying that I wouldn't have gotten into PMO otherwise, but it was an outlet where I at least might not get caught. And of course, I was instantly weighed down with a tremendous amount of guilt because I knew it was wrong but couldn't stop these feelings.
I also got almost zero positive reinforcement from my parents. It always felt like if I wasn't perfect then I was a complete shit pile. Mistakes were unacceptable, not a tool to help you learn. Needless to say, I had zero sense of self worth.
I was always super quiet and shy (it didn't help that I was homeschooled either lol), but I think this is the one thing I did that I think still shapes my actions today:
I was working at a golf resort at 15 or so. I met these two really pretty girls at the pool who were there on vacation. We would talk and I would swim with them after work. Well, we talked about hanging out on my days off, and that is when I refused to give them my number because I didn't have a cell phone yet, and I was scared if one of my parents picked up the phone that I would be in trouble.
Anyway, after high school I went to a small Bible college, where they actually taught those things I believed about mankind being inherently evil (yes I'm talking about you Calvinist "total depravity" morons). Their beliefs on sexuality followed suit, and served to reinforce my views.
I have since joined a different Christian tradition. One that doesn't shame you for being human lol.
So here I am now. I instinctively blow off every woman who I come into contact with. I guess it is a combination of all of those things. I avoid social interaction. When I go out, I avoid talking to people I don't know because my brain constantly tells me that everyone hates me and doesn't care what I have to say. Even though repeatedly my experience has been that people tell me I'm cool and funny and engaging. I can flirt with women, I have flirted with some really beautiful women, but I never let it go past that. I always drop the ball, either I don't even get her number or I just stop texting.
This sort of brings me to a story I want to share from the other night. I was at a country themed bar (by myself) for swing dancing. Anyway, I danced with this girl (who according to both her and her friends *never* dances). Then I was invited to her table and then when she went outside to smoke her friend started begging me to get her number and take her out on a date. From there it got really weird and the girl started acting super desperate. I got her number anyway and then texted her a little, but I haven't texted in a day and a half at this point.
I remember at the beginning of the night seeing her and being unimpressed by her looks. As the night went on (i.e. I drank more) I started to think she was kinda attractive.
I guess I'm just wondering if I'm being superficial and it is an excuse because I don't want to get close to anyone, or of the whole desperate vibe is a legitimate turn off. Also wondering if anyone else has had similar experiences to mine growing up and how to move past all that.