Gah. Loneliness. Perhaps the cringiest of Sads.
Sometimes, I don't know what causes it, my base loneliness will dramatically spike, leaving me pining away for pretty much every damn crush, lover and/or ex I've ever had. Not that the latter two categories are particularly well-populated, but this whine of mine is lame enough without making a big deal about that.
I don't know, maybe this is just a "me" thing, but have y'all ever found yourselves struck by such strong feelings of longing that you can't even seem to think about or focus on anything else? Sure, my surroundings the other day, last time it happened to me weren't terribly compelling - I was having my ear talked off by my dad's girlfriend as the three of us drove northwards through the desolate landscape of south-eastern Australia - but it can seemingly happen at any time, even when I'm surrounded by good company and conversation or holding a drink and trying to watch a band I would normally enjoy a great deal.
Don't even get me started on what happens if someone attractive displays even the slightest interest in me when I'm in such a state. I will be dwelling on that for some time, believe me - considering what almost imperceptible fuck-ups I may have made during our brief interaction. For all I know the person in question was staring at me in disgust (that would certainly be my usual assumption in a more normal mood), but instead my shitty brain tries to convince me she in fact wished that this handsome stranger (lmao) would sweep her off her feet. Gross, brain. Just gross.
...So yeah, I've just about recovered from that, now. Loneliness has returned to a more normal level and I assume anyone who looks at me for longer than necessary does so with suspicion, distaste or morbid fascination as opposed to anything like attraction. Still perhaps a crazy assumption, but ironically a considerably less stressful one.
Now I'm back to worrying about more normal things, such as where I'm going and WTF I'm doing with my life and when my horribly dysfunctional digestive tract is gonna strike next. Yeah. Much better.
At least there is beer in the fridge. You have not heard of dominatrixes? I mean, I'm pretty sure you can find someone to do it for free as well, but it is a service that is performed.
He could always join Fetlife, find someone who would enjoy the experience as much as he (supposedly) would.
Maybe a dom who is also into kickboxing...?
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