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Sorry for the depressing title guys, but it's true. And please excuse the length of post.
Five months ago my life changed. I met this girl online and we decided to meet. I knew she was crazy, and the complete opposite of me. And SHE knew she was crazy, and the complete opposite of me. But we decided to meet anyway because she was a little nymphomaniac which I saw as sort of a turn-on. Now, of course the term 'crazy' is subjective but to give you an idea, she was obsessed with veganism and saw human beings as inferior to animals on many levels. However we got along pretty well (in a strange sort of way) though being as I was a meat-eater, I was the devil to her, as were all other carnivorous humans. She dedicated her life to animal rights causes and had delusions about changing the way people eat, and preserving life for all animals. Hell, I love animals too, but perhaps not to the extent that she did. Oh yea, did I mention she was 18? I was 25 at the time (yeah, yeah). She had had one sex partner, I had three at the time. At 18, she was reasonably smart for her age and looked a few years older, but I digress.
Anyway, we hung out only twice and had decent sex several times total. It was established that we were just going to be fuck buddies for awhile. Fast-forward several weeks and she's nowhere to be found (unsurprisingly). I tried contacting her a few times online and she was strangely distant toward me. No good reason that I could see. We eventually talked a bit (on AIM and Facebook) and she claimed she had been really busy with school yada yada. And, oh, she started sleeping with this other dude. Now, she seemed to enjoy the sex I had with her-- after the first time we hung out she was quick to want to 'hang out' again-- but we were just way too different, personality-wise. This I was willing to accept. After all, I hardly knew her and we weren't exactly in a relationship. Though I wasn't super keen with the fact that she just started randomly banging this other dude. I felt I had the right to question her on it, which I did. She got really, really defensive but the conversation remained somewhat civil. One thing led to another however, and after about twenty minutes it was a full blown war of words. Vicious insults were being tossed back and forth. Cheap shots dominated the argument, which had turned into a straight up verbal armageddon.
So, needless to say we were on the outs and things couldn't have gotten much worse. But they did, for me at least. As the insults turned sexual (which is, after all, how we knew each other the best) she said the fact that she would never sleep with me again would be "no biggie" and followed that up with a snarky "literally". When I shot back with a remark about her vaginal dimensions, which in my opinion was TRUE, contrary to her claim of only being with one guy, she countered with 'just becasue you have a small dick.. yada, yada, yada'. Upon hearing this, words cannot explain the desperation I felt: Was she serious? Had she been dissatisfied with our sex despite begging for more? Had my previous partners been dissatisfied?? Were they bullshitting me when they said I was one of the best they've ever had? Did they *secretly* think I was small even though we were sexually compatible for all intents and purposes? What will future partners think? Quite frankly, what do I do? I lost control. I lost my mind. And I still have yet to find it.
As stated above, it's been about five months since this incident. In that time I've become ridiculously obsessed with my penis and it's presumed lack of size, something which I'd never really given a ton of consideration before (I was fine with being average.. it worked well and it looked nice.. what else did I really need?). I've also become somewhat of a junior expert on Penis Enlargement but have yet to see any 'real' gains, save for some flaccid length and maybe a third of an inch or so in erect length.. which could very well be due to fluctuating EQ or simple mis-measurement. Of course my routine hasn't been very consistent.. but I have been Penis Enlargement'ing a LOT. Perhaps TOO much (I generally Penis Enlargement until my penis feels tired, but not every day). Either way, I'm become convinced that im just genetically predisposed to this 6" cock (5.9" on a bad day, 6.2" on a good day). My girth is 5".
Perhaps I just need a new routine. I joined MoS yesterday so I'm anxious to try something different. But as for now, my life is changed. I can hardly talk to girls.. I've convinced myself that 99% of them are secretly size queens, no matter how much reading I do to the contrary. My self-confidence has plunged and. I've developed a rather severe case of BDD which doesn't seem to be getting much better. I thought that five months ago I would be celebrating a new size right now, but no. [To me], it just looks like the same old boring penis.
Five months ago my life changed. I met this girl online and we decided to meet. I knew she was crazy, and the complete opposite of me. And SHE knew she was crazy, and the complete opposite of me. But we decided to meet anyway because she was a little nymphomaniac which I saw as sort of a turn-on. Now, of course the term 'crazy' is subjective but to give you an idea, she was obsessed with veganism and saw human beings as inferior to animals on many levels. However we got along pretty well (in a strange sort of way) though being as I was a meat-eater, I was the devil to her, as were all other carnivorous humans. She dedicated her life to animal rights causes and had delusions about changing the way people eat, and preserving life for all animals. Hell, I love animals too, but perhaps not to the extent that she did. Oh yea, did I mention she was 18? I was 25 at the time (yeah, yeah). She had had one sex partner, I had three at the time. At 18, she was reasonably smart for her age and looked a few years older, but I digress.
Anyway, we hung out only twice and had decent sex several times total. It was established that we were just going to be fuck buddies for awhile. Fast-forward several weeks and she's nowhere to be found (unsurprisingly). I tried contacting her a few times online and she was strangely distant toward me. No good reason that I could see. We eventually talked a bit (on AIM and Facebook) and she claimed she had been really busy with school yada yada. And, oh, she started sleeping with this other dude. Now, she seemed to enjoy the sex I had with her-- after the first time we hung out she was quick to want to 'hang out' again-- but we were just way too different, personality-wise. This I was willing to accept. After all, I hardly knew her and we weren't exactly in a relationship. Though I wasn't super keen with the fact that she just started randomly banging this other dude. I felt I had the right to question her on it, which I did. She got really, really defensive but the conversation remained somewhat civil. One thing led to another however, and after about twenty minutes it was a full blown war of words. Vicious insults were being tossed back and forth. Cheap shots dominated the argument, which had turned into a straight up verbal armageddon.
So, needless to say we were on the outs and things couldn't have gotten much worse. But they did, for me at least. As the insults turned sexual (which is, after all, how we knew each other the best) she said the fact that she would never sleep with me again would be "no biggie" and followed that up with a snarky "literally". When I shot back with a remark about her vaginal dimensions, which in my opinion was TRUE, contrary to her claim of only being with one guy, she countered with 'just becasue you have a small dick.. yada, yada, yada'. Upon hearing this, words cannot explain the desperation I felt: Was she serious? Had she been dissatisfied with our sex despite begging for more? Had my previous partners been dissatisfied?? Were they bullshitting me when they said I was one of the best they've ever had? Did they *secretly* think I was small even though we were sexually compatible for all intents and purposes? What will future partners think? Quite frankly, what do I do? I lost control. I lost my mind. And I still have yet to find it.
As stated above, it's been about five months since this incident. In that time I've become ridiculously obsessed with my penis and it's presumed lack of size, something which I'd never really given a ton of consideration before (I was fine with being average.. it worked well and it looked nice.. what else did I really need?). I've also become somewhat of a junior expert on Penis Enlargement but have yet to see any 'real' gains, save for some flaccid length and maybe a third of an inch or so in erect length.. which could very well be due to fluctuating EQ or simple mis-measurement. Of course my routine hasn't been very consistent.. but I have been Penis Enlargement'ing a LOT. Perhaps TOO much (I generally Penis Enlargement until my penis feels tired, but not every day). Either way, I'm become convinced that im just genetically predisposed to this 6" cock (5.9" on a bad day, 6.2" on a good day). My girth is 5".
Perhaps I just need a new routine. I joined MoS yesterday so I'm anxious to try something different. But as for now, my life is changed. I can hardly talk to girls.. I've convinced myself that 99% of them are secretly size queens, no matter how much reading I do to the contrary. My self-confidence has plunged and. I've developed a rather severe case of BDD which doesn't seem to be getting much better. I thought that five months ago I would be celebrating a new size right now, but no. [To me], it just looks like the same old boring penis.
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