Isolated blurts about Sex etc

So... I massaged a girl's breasts in highschool, and she's nursed a crush ever since?
whoah.

Don't high five me if you're married, friends. :cool:
 
So... I massaged a girl's breasts in highschool, and she's nursed a crush ever since?
whoah.

Don't high five me if you're married, friends. :cool:

I still have a fuzzy warm belly crushy feeling at the memory of a mutually topless massage I shared with a special girl and her wistful heart throb boy "just" friend from my early 20's. She was a cuddly pixie of a creature who wore vanilla extract like perfume.

Sigh.
 
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whoah. I feel sullied and unusual.

One would like to think that one is just nearly un-disturbable when it comes to other people's sexual revelations.

But when they come from one's own father, just six weeks after the death of one's mother his wife, and with no filter at all or sense of boundaries because if a person can't talk to me who can they talk to, after all?

One finds a need to distance oneself just a little bit, even to speak about the occurrence.

Also, these... predilections and predispositions... have got to be genetic. :eek:
 
whoah. I feel sullied and unusual.

One would like to think that one is just nearly un-disturbable when it comes to other people's sexual revelations.

But when they come from one's own father, just six weeks after the death of one's mother his wife, and with no filter at all or sense of boundaries because if a person can't talk to me who can they talk to, after all?

One finds a need to distance oneself just a little bit, even to speak about the occurrence.

Also, these... predilections and predispositions... have got to be genetic. :eek:

I get the sense that there's Faulknerian strangeness in the between-lines text.
 
I get the sense that there's Faulknerian strangeness in the between-lines text.
Well, he made an incest-adjacent suggestion regarding sleeping arrangements. *nods* Elderly men will do that, I was pretty much expecting it. It's a sign of trust. But to take a widow-man up on it is considered abusive-- and has potential for nasty manipulation, and just ew.
Also, I need a LOT of privacy these days. Which I pointed out by way of declining, and that's how the second half of the convo began.

Understand, my father is Aspie-- undiagnosed, un-therapied, and whatever cloaking mechanisms he'd learned, which were never many, have slipped away. He's kind of a living warning for me to not let up on my own skills. So he doesn't know the difference between absolute secretiveness and reticence-- I have trouble with that-- nor between sharing and over-sharing. I have less trouble with that but it takes a lot of training. And he doesn't have anyone to talk to.

So I got the over-sharing version, especially in the context of "no dad, I won't move into your bedroom with you even though it makes so much sense" (TMI?)

I always knew my parents had a playful sex life, and I got details about that that blew my mind. I wish mine were half as satisfying, and also, no wonder they managed to stay together so many years! Repressed, they were not.

I now know that my father has a pain kink that is nearly identical to mine... that's equally mind-blowing.

Wish I could still write fiction!

Anyway, I needed to get that off my chest.
 
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Well, he made an incest-adjacent suggestion regarding sleeping arrangements. *nods* Elderly men will do that, I was pretty much expecting it. It's a sign of trust. But to take a widow-man up on it is considered abusive-- and has potential for nasty manipulation, and just ew.
Also, I need a LOT of privacy these days. Which I pointed out by way of declining, and that's how the second half of the convo began.

Understand, my father is Aspie-- undiagnosed, un-therapied, and whatever cloaking mechanisms he'd learned, which were never many, have slipped away. He's kind of a living warning for me to not let up on my own skills. So he doesn't know the difference between absolute secretiveness and reticence-- I have trouble with that-- nor between sharing and over-sharing. I have less trouble with that but it takes a lot of training. And he doesn't have anyone to talk to.

So I got the over-sharing version, especially in the context of "no dad, I won't move into your bedroom with you even though it makes so much sense" (TMI?)

I always knew my parents had a playful sex life, and I got details about that that blew my mind. I wish mine were half as satisfying, and also, no wonder they managed to stay together so many years! Repressed, they were not.

I now know that my father has a pain kink that is nearly identical to mine... that's equally mind-blowing.

Wish I could still write fiction!

Anyway, I needed to get that off my chest.
You didn't grow up in Yoknapatawpha County, did you?
 
I feel not-so vaguely disappointed at my body chemical situation.

Being on two libido-killing meds, I... obviously have no sex drive. Zilch. I thought I had no sex drive before going on antidepressants, but wow, this is a whole level of not interested.

It's sad because while I actually like not having a sex drive, I don't even have a kink drive and it's fucking with me. I think about getting spanked and it does nothing for me. Even plain kissing is uninteresting to me. Don't get me wrong, I love S to pieces and cuddling is fun, but I feel like we're platonic life partners and it's weirding me out a little. I like it, but I don't at the same time. It's confusing and it sucks to feel a little broken all over again. I thought I was over that stuff?
 
I feel not-so vaguely disappointed at my body chemical situation.

Being on two libido-killing meds, I... obviously have no sex drive. Zilch. I thought I had no sex drive before going on antidepressants, but wow, this is a whole level of not interested.

It's sad because while I actually like not having a sex drive, I don't even have a kink drive and it's fucking with me. I think about getting spanked and it does nothing for me. Even plain kissing is uninteresting to me. Don't get me wrong, I love S to pieces and cuddling is fun, but I feel like we're platonic life partners and it's weirding me out a little. I like it, but I don't at the same time. It's confusing and it sucks to feel a little broken all over again. I thought I was over that stuff?
BOO...

Too much serotonin leaves you satiated about every single thing. it's like starving to death on an empty stomach. You need to get a balance between that, and dopamine.
Are you taking bupropion? That can make a big difference for the better.

Also, (I feel like an Amway salesman here, but I swear this is real science) a nutritional supplement called phosphotidylserine can be a complete game changer. It's the lipid that opens and closed portals in our brain cells, letting seritonin and dopamine in, and cortisol out. Unbelievable how much difference it makes. :eek:
 
BOO...

Too much serotonin leaves you satiated about every single thing. it's like starving to death on an empty stomach. You need to get a balance between that, and dopamine.
Are you taking bupropion? That can make a big difference for the better.

Also, (I feel like an Amway salesman here, but I swear this is real science) a nutritional supplement called phosphotidylserine can be a complete game changer. It's the lipid that opens and closed portals in our brain cells, letting seritonin and dopamine in, and cortisol out. Unbelievable how much difference it makes. :eek:

What Stella said! Sounds like you might want to talk with your doc about trying a different med. Antidepressants are NOT all the same, and this combination might not be the best fit for you. Try to be patient in finding the right one(s), it can be so frustrating!
 
I used to know the actual term for that process. It was a test question.. I think; 16 years ago. I remember the smell of the room, but that's about it.
I aced every test for that class, but it's grasping at smoke now.

There are classes that I know I MUST Have taken, because they were required for my professional school, but I sincerely cannot remember them. Sometimes I have panicky dreams about it xD
 
Thanks Stella and desertslave; I knew SOMETHING was amiss, but I figured that it was unfixable unless I stopped either hormones or antidepressants, and I didn't like the idea of either. So for me, a happy balance would be very low-to-no sex drive, with still lots of interest in kink... I've been there, and was there for a long time, just gotta figure out how to get back.

Googling, I can't seem to find anything about what you all are saying, unfortunately... it's all about serotonin syndrome, which really doesn't help me at all. Bleh. I think I'll call the nurse and see if she can halve my SSRI dose without me needing to make (and pay for) and appointment. The OGBYN appt won't be avoidable I don't think... now that I don't have to worry about periods (YAY), I can be fee to tailor my hormones to my emotional needs more than anything else.

And speaking of, I have an aside for the queerness thread...
 
did you mean Phosphatidylserine?

Pesky typo: one letter difference & two different search engines turned up nothing.
Arrgh!

Mea culpa everyone. I am so very sorry. The Stag is correct.

Furthermore, I have tried three different brands and there is only one which seems to be the solid gold hit; the company is Puritan's Pride. The stuff is packaged in a gel tab. Powdered versions don't work. you start to feel like shit after a week or two.

I'd like to know why...
 
Arrgh!

Mea culpa everyone. I am so very sorry. The Stag is correct.

Furthermore, I have tried three different brands and there is only one which seems to be the solid gold hit; the company is Puritan's Pride. The stuff is packaged in a gel tab. Powdered versions don't work. you start to feel like shit after a week or two.

I'd like to know why...

Stag's link says it can come from different sources and have a slightly different structure depending on the source.
Sounds like that could be the reason.
 
Getting laid makes me feel like a very pleasant person.
ヾ(@⌒ー⌒@)ノ
 
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