I had this conversation with a friend of mine here at work and thought I'd blog it. I’m not full of myself nor do I think I’m a pimp so please hold off on the insults if any.
There was a point in time where I thought I had found my significant other. That was short lived. My mindset on the opposite sex has changed drastically since then.
I know the games. I don't let my guard down. I don't settle. Yet...I feel like a prisoner in my own beliefs.
What's my therapy? Selfishness. I worry about me, myself, and I. I'm reckless in a sense that sex is not a big deal to me as it might be to a female. I'm not as emotional. I can sleep with a female one day and hang out with another one the next and wouldn't think twice in doing so. I must sound like such an asshole right now, but it's reality.
I don't think I'll find Ms. Right.
I was told that this is a phase? Is it, really?
Or is this due to my callous state of mind?
