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Thank you everybody for your support and good intentions. I really appreciate them. You have been very nice and I appreciate that. Really. It is not only words, but the reality. I guess I am going through a really bad time and your encouragement and advice are really appreciated. But "after the storm comes the calm"
But I don't think I am entitled to convert this thread in something personal. Salon is much bigger than Wanak70. I don't want to play the victim role or to be the center of attention, because everybody has problems.
I really appreciate your advice, I have read with attention all of it and I will try it to see if it works.
Thank you everybody and best luck.
Thank you, for your kind words. It feels good being understood. I wish you a good life too and thank you for reading my words without prejudice.
To be fair, I must say that squallorholla and deering are not that off-mark. They have read my post quickly (after all, this is the Internet, right?). And they have framed this post with other posts of mine I wrote in the past. They have concluded that "this is another post of Wanak70 expressing frustration with women". So their answer was not so much about this post as about all my previous post.
In the past, I have writen posts expressing my frustration with women. My fault. The fact is that I was getting out of a really painful breakup: after six years, the love of my life had dumped me in a cruel manner (insulting me, telling I was a crap). Then she cut all communication with me because she had found another man which was more of her taste. Then she married him. Now, two years after, I still dream of her (last night, for example, I had a dream about her). If you read books about broken hearts (I think I have read any one of them, haha), you will know that anger is a part of the healing process.
But I am healing, thank God. And I don't want to be full of anger. I am thinking about changing my Salon indentity and move on.
Thank you for your wishes. Take care.
When I wrote:
I have given love and I have given hope but I have also given blame.
I meant
I have given up love and I have given up hope but I have also given up blame.
English is other thing I suck at, as you see.
Well, I don't want to hijack this thread and I think I shouldn't have written my post. But the harm is done. (On the other hand, this thread is surprisingly slow)
I didn't blame women in my post. I blamed me. I said I suck at the game. Nobody can be good at everything. I have strengths and weaknesses and I am lousy at seduction. The same way I am good at study, work, friendship and committed relationships. I suck at sports, cars, seduction, dating, clothes (really lousy at that) and trying to impress (not only women).
The link of squarholla is good at the diagnostic (nice guys are insecure and therefore not attractive) but not at the solution (like yourself! be confident!). How naive. It is like telling a person without a leg: grow a leg and walk!!! Or telling a depressed person: cheer you up!!! Not everybody has had the fortune of having a good childhood and developing a confident personality. I don't blame women but, after twenty years of flagellating myself for not being "good enough", I don't blame me.
After twenty years of trying to be more confident, trying to be more secure, trying to be more assertive, trying to be a "challenge", trying to be tough but sweet, trying to wear the right clothes, trying to impress women making the right moves in the right order, I gave up. It was too much work with so meager results. I have given love and I have given hope but I have also given blame.
If women don't find me attractive, so be it. Not everything can be perfect. I have an excellent job and a good network of friendships. I have lived in three continents and I am about to explore Asia. With exception of the dating thing, my life has been good. I don't have reasons to complain. I don't have reasons to blame anybody of anything. But I don't have reasons to blame myself for not being perfect.