I was simply browsing a G-rated – not adult-oriented – 3D computer art website many years back and got banned by this “goody two-shoes” churchgoer lady working there. Her exact words, sort of:
“You should be married (before you have sex or do things sexual).”
Anyway, anytime she sees me now, she looks at me like I’m a rapist or child molester!
But the funny thing is at the church in her town – maybe she goes there – in fact, one of Sunday school leaders (in charge of preteens) or something was busted for child porn! But hey, I might look at sexual stuff in the library (not child porn), but at least I’m not also putting on a fake Christian act!
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It seems conservative people are the same the world over. In India, if you don’t get married by a certain age, everyone looks at you with suspicion. However, once you’re officially married, all your sins are forgiven. You can beat your wife, abuse your children, have extramarital affairs, as much as you want.
But if you’re 37 (like me), and have no intention to marry, they treat you as a social pariah. It doesn’t matter if you’re the best human being alive, you don’t get invited to gatherings. Your former friends shun you in public. The funny thing is they think it affects me a lot whereas it doesn’t. I have done so much traveling on my own, seen half the world almost by now. I’m doing well for myself.
I think I learned early not to square with judgmental assholes. Don’t let that idiom trip you guys again.
It’s my life and I choose to live how I want to. I cherish my sense of independence, non-traditional values and still have a few dreams. Damn stupid people, I won’t care of their opinions ever again.
It’s a lot harder for women though.
Everyone has pretty much bailed on me at this point in my life. I went through a bad phase in my life when I wasn’t real mentally healthy. Tbh, I simply had a high anxiety level going on for years on end. I tried everything I could to stop it, but really nothing worked.
Well, during that period, 100% of my old friends started acting extremely shitty towards me. So I simply, one by one, blew them away from my life due to their rejecting behaviors.
For a while I kept them around with an attitude of “I’m fucking up, so I deserve it.” But that really doesn’t work because they keep being dicks, while you’re self esteem takes a hit.
So I don’t hear any “Why aren’t you married?” shit anymore. I guess everyone just thinks I am hopeless. Also, I have a serious player reputation from my younger years, I strut around like a king, and even at age 62, I am sometimes seen with hot women all the way down to age 18.
For the most part, never-married men are treated like complete shit in the USA, although things are much better than they were 40 years ago when things were seriously awful. But one never-married man gets a pass in the US: the playboy. He’s the only one whose never-married status gets pretty much blown off or better yet laughed off. So I do have that advantage.
I did tell you that I deleted my Facebook? This was the precise reason, it was getting harder to keep up with all the judgmental idiots expectations of me: they were all looking at me as an “object of pity.”
I was like, fuck this. I have done more in my life than any of those Normies could ever dream of. I will not have people that pity me stay around in my life anymore.
Of course, the reason I deleted my Facebook was to be left alone completely. I mean you guys can carry on with your amazing lives and let me live my own amazing life. Separation is best, isn’t it? But some of them still don’t get the message.
They are looking for me all over the Internet and in the real world. They’re like why’s this prick suddenly dropped out of our lives? Is he dead or alive?
Recently, one of my college-time buddies (we were thick as thieves back then), messaged me on LinkedIn, one of the last places I still have an account, although I don’t use it that much. He’s like “Buddy, where are you? What’s your latest phone number? Let’s talk.”
Initially I thought I should reply to him. But there’s no point. People change; he’s now married with a kid. The last time we spoke, he was discussing with me how to cheat on his wife. He keeps talking shit about how his wife is grown ugly and fat, blah blah. All right, but that’s your problem, not mine.
And of course that look of pity at me: I think here being a player does not get you any special treatment. If at all, you’re held as more of a scumbag — I mean, according to these judgmental pricks, I should become a monk or something.
So I did the best thing for everyone here: I did not reply to his message. And I never will again. We have grown apart and it’s impossible to meet halfway again.
My choice of friends has changed drastically thanks to all the traveling I have been doing. I’m totally OK if you’re married and have kids but if you’re going to be judgmental about my lifestyle, you aren’t hearing from me again anymore.
To shut these judgmental pricks forever, I finally uploaded pics on Facebook, me with a lot of beautiful girls I met all over SE Asia. It was all public displays of affection (PDA) with different girls in different poses. I was kissing them, fondling them…
I even have nude selfies with girls with whom I don’t mind shoving up their faces.
The moment I uploaded those sexual pics, I received nearly 200 likes. It almost set my Facebook on fire. But then my Dad calls me up on my phone (he has a Facebook page too). He’s old-fashioned and asks me to pull down those “stupid pics.” He said they are in “bad taste,” which I agree, of course.
So I did as he told. Then the Facebook pricks message me all over again: “Hey, I want to see those private pics of you again. Please, please. Can you?”
It’s at that moment I realized: “Damn, I am really leading two lives. I must drop one of them soon.” I can’t stop being a player anymore than I can stop showering or shaving. So I decide to cut off all the Normies for good.
Now I am freer than anyone of them can ever dream of. Secretly they all envy me — I could disappear tomorrow and no one will ever know.
Friends on Facebook, most not real friends, just mock me behind my back. But that’s O.K. cause I’m stoic tough guy like Mr. Spock!