erich

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What makes this decision harder to live with?

when the only girl I know with whom I'd have even a slight chance of sleeping with writes to me to brag about how her fuck buddy nailed her so hard that she experienced her first female ejaculation.

That's the kinda shit that makes me understand why people drink too much and cut themselves.
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Sooooooo.....

after doing some soul searching, I've come to a conclusion.

I am happy-ish where I am in my life. Not satisfied or anything, but I've reached an acceptance.

Based on my living situation, which i REALLY don't want to discuss right now, a long term relationship is out of the question. If things ever progressed, I'd be shit outta luck. Unable to move out, unable to have her move in.

These days, I have a couple good friends. Ones I can do things with. I hung out with some of them the other night. Despite being just about twice as old as the youngest one there, I had fun.

That works for me.

Sex may or may not happen, but as rarely as it happens anyway, that's not going to kill me.

So, that's where I am. I may not exactly be living an enjoyable life, but it's really where I am these days. I can either accept it or complain constantly about my life.

And complaining gets old.