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Ask Dr. NerdLove: How Can I Stop Being So Sensitive?

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Dear Dr NerdLove

Since I was a kid I was always very sensitive, and would tear up or outright cry whenever someone said something even slightly mean about me. I was bullied a lot when I was younger.

I’m 23 now and at least when someone says mean things about me, I know better to laugh it off, or quip something in reply.

However, despite all the advice I’ve read that says to “not take it so seriously” or “not let it get to me”, I just can’t help but feel hurt inside at that point in time (almost similar to me as a kid, just that I’ve gotten better at hiding it). After thinking about it, I realized that I feel the way I feel because of either of 2 things:

1) Automatic thoughts. Sometimes, when someone says something mean about me (no matter how absurd the insult may be) I would still get an automatic thought inside going “Hey, there may be SOME truth to it, no smoke without fire”. This would be quickly followed up with “If you were a better person, they wouldn’t have made fun of you like this in the first place”.

2) Their words unintentionally making me remember a time when I had actually screwed up in a similar manner and thus making me relive the embarrassment/humiliation/etc of that past occasion.

So I would like to ask, the next time I find myself in this situation, what should I do instead to maintain an unflappable attitude?

No More Tears

Before I get into this, NMT, I want to bring up the obvious point: that there’s nothing wrong with being sensitive. The idea that emotions are inherently bad or that responding to things that hurt you with anything other than stony indifference is part of the toxic masculinity package. It’s dead bang in the center of the idea that emotions are the opposite of rational thinking and that showing emotion is a mark of weakness. You see this in the way that conservatives talk about people being TRIGGERED for being vaguely annoyed or offended by something, or how the fact the Parkland shooting survivors are calling for gun control is proof that children are getting pussified.

Hell, the number of insults for men that conflate femininity and weakness (such as “getting pussified”) are part of the bullshit parade that tells people that strength = unfeeling, unemotional asshole Vulcans.

Ironically enough, insisting that men aren’t supposed to be sensitive is part of what makes us so fragile. When you’re not used to dealing with your feels, you lose the ability to do anything with them. It’s hard to separate “mild awkward uncomfortableness” from “earth-shattering grief” when you’ve spent most of your life trying to repress everything that wasn’t stony-faced stoicism.

Expressing yourself emotionally – whether it’s through laughter or tears – is important. And if you’re more sensitive than other people… well, that’s just part of what makes you uniquely you.

Of course, there are caveats to this. If someone is so sensitive – or willing to portray oneself as being sensitive for some perceived advantage – that they can’t function at all, then that’s a problem. And if you’re so tightly wound that even slight criticism is enough to trigger a shame spiral that leaves you up at 4 AM in the morning on the regular… well, again, that’s a problem.

In your case, NMT, the problem is less that you’re sensitive and more just what these feelings trigger in you. And to be clear: these are very common issues. Lots of people – especially folks who are socially awkward – deal with these same thought spirals and and beliefs. So what I think you need is not to be less sensitive but to work on how you process those feelings.

To start with: don’t try to not feel hurt. Trying to force yourself not to feel is just a great way to make things worse. Like squeezing a stress ball or a water-weiner, all not-feeling does is compress your feels and pushes them past your ability to contain them. The harder you squeeze, the more they bulge out elsewhere.

So, like this.

Instead, you should do the opposite: you should let yourself feel the fuck out of your feels. Like the Litany Against Fear: let it wash over you and then past you, then turn your eye to see it’s passing. Part of why these feelings hit us so hard is that we let them occupy our entire consciousness. By letting them just be, we preserve our emotional and intellectual bandwidth for important things, instead of “oh God, what does this mean?” And once we stop devoting brain cycles to those feelings, we realize how quickly the moments pass when we let them. Once you start to get used to the idea that these negative emotions are temporary, they start to lose their impact and you recognize them for what they are: momentary unpleasantness that will soon pass.

Next, you want to consider the source. Part of the reason why insults sting is because we give credence to the opinion of the person insulting us… which is absurd in many cases. The truth is that not all opinions are equal. Some are valid, some are based on bullshit and some are out and out absurd. Ask yourself, for example, how hurt you would be if a four year old came up to you and called you a jerk and they hate you. Probably not very much; the opinion of a toddler is not something most of us worry about. Plus, we know that kids say shit like this all the time; there’s no real meaning or thought behind it. So it is with the person who insults you.

Are they someone who you know is an asshole who enjoys tearing other people down? Then you know that they’re not someone who you should take seriously. It’s not that they have secret insight into your character and see the real you, it’s that they’re assholes and assholes are gonna ass, no matter what. They’re the same ones who’ll find reasons to talk shit about Mr. Rodgers.

To quote Katt Williams: don’t sweat the haters. Jesus was perfect, but he only had 13 friends and one of them was a hater. Make like Skywalker and let roll off you.

Are they a stranger? Then they don’t really know you, nor do you know them. There’s no reason to accept their opinion as meaningful – certainly not more so than friends or loved ones who know you well. And if their behavior is revealing them to be an asshole, like in the previous example? Then there’s really no reason to take anything they say onboard. Let yourself roll your eyes at them (mentally) and keep stepping.

Now, if it’s someone who’s judgement you actually can trust? Then you have reason to ask yourself whether this was something legit or if it’s just someone who’s confused “busting your balls” with “being funny”. But remember: even people you know, like and trust can be wrong or just be dicks at times.

When you do have those thoughts of “what if they’re right?”, then you need to acknowledge the obvious: “but what if they’re not?” What if – and stick with me here – what if this is the opinion of someone with an incomplete idea about who you are or what you’re actually capable of? What if their opinion of your choice, your lifestyle, your whatever is just plain wrong? Even if they legitimately think you did something worth criticizing – even if it’s in as dickish a way as making fun of you – that doesn’t mean that they’re correct. It just means that they disagree with you and are expressing it in a shitty way.

Think this, consciously, every time those “but what if…” thoughts come up. Literally, every time. Automatic thoughts aren’t inherent, they’re a habit you picked up over time. You’ve just been living with it for so long that you’ve forgotten the time when you didn’t think like this. Consciously doubting your doubts not only breaks the habit but programs a new one: recognizing that sometimes people are just wrong.

The next thing you need to ask yourself when you feel those automatic thoughts coming on is: “does this actually help me?” I’m a big believer in “absorb what is useful“, and getting called out on a mistake can be useful… on occasion. But there’s a difference between “hey this thing you did wasn’t great” and “ha ha, look at this asshole”. Recognizing that maybe you phrased something awkwardly? Potentially useful. Now you know not to say it that way again next time. Someone making fun of you because you tripped over your words, like everyone does? Not useful at all, and to be discarded. So if someone’s making fun of you for, say, not being some bullshit ideal? It’s not useful, it marks them as an asshole and you’re free to disregard their bullshit.

But what about those times when it triggers memories of the awkward thing you did 20 years ago? Well, first of all, welcome to the human race; we all do this. Gronk the caveman undoubtedly winced at the time when he was 5 and he mistook a bunny in the brush as a pouncing sabertooth tiger and freaked out, leading Thud and Trog to laugh at him.

Of course, that’s not much relief in the moment. Right then and there, you feel like you’ve been transported back in time so you get the fun of reliving your initial trauma all over again because hey, nothing says “double-edged sword” like the human psyche’s negativity bias. So what do you do when you feel those feelings bubble up like methane farts from a swamp?

You name them. “Oh hey, I feel this old feeling of X”. Be specific. Is it embarrassment? Shame? Mortification? Remorse? The more finely you can name that feeling, the more you’re able to process it. But just as importantly is the way that you name it. Notice how very carefully I said “I feel” and “this old feeling”. These are critical because words have power, and the way we describe things changes how we see them. When you say “I feel embarrassed” instead of “I am embarrassed”, you’re changing the situation. The latter is describing a state of being – you are defined by being embarrassed. Saying that you feel a certain way emphasizes that this is a temporary situation; you feel this way now, but you aren’t defined by it.

Similarly, saying “this old feeling of” reminds you: this is just the echo of an emotion. It’s something from your past, something that is over and done with. You don’t need to let it rule you because it’s your past. It’s there to give you the path forward – being able to do better next time. Even if your current situation brings up those old echoes, that doesn’t mean that they’re valid. It’s just a memory – something that happened long ago and that is no longer relevant. You’ve changed, you’ve grown and you’ve improved. This is just the ghost of your old self and like a ghost, it’s all noise with no substance. It can’t hurt you unless you let it provoke you into doing something stupid.

So: let the feeling wash over you, note it, name it and let it pass you by. 

And again: you’re allowed to be sensitive. Some people feel things more acutely than others and that’s fine. It’s not a bug in the system, it’s just part of who you are. Embrace it as part of your wonderful uniqueness. The less you make it a defining flaw, the less it becomes a thing to fight against and the more it becomes simply just a fact about you – not good, not bad, just there… and perfectly, wonderfully normal.

Good luck.

 

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Episode #68 – What Do Women Want in a Man?

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Last week, a Twitter user posted a comment about actor Michael B. Jordan – claiming that he was a 5’9” grown man living with his parents who openly loved anime and that this ran contrary to what women found attractive in men.

Regardless of issues like factual errors, this tweet is a great example of myths that many men have about what women find attractive – or unattractive – in men – myths that are frequently wrong.

In fact, the belief in these myths is often a source of anxiety and stress for guys who don’t measure up to the ideas of “what makes a real man” – like we talked about in my previous episode.

This week,we’re going to bust a few dating myths and talk about what women actually find attractive.

Show Highlights:

  • How myths about female desire teach men the wrong lessons about attraction
  • What women really think of your job
  • Why your height doesn’t matter the way you think
  • The real secret to social and sexual success with women
  • They body type women really want

…and so much more.

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What women find attractive (in their own words):

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What Bad Boys Know (That Nice Guys Don’t)

The Mistakes Men Make That Cost Them Dates

The Most Attractive Aspect of a Man (Isn’t Looks or Money)

The Economics of Sex

The New (And Impossible) Standards of Male Beauty

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: I Want To Get Back In The Friend Zone

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Hey Doc, I’ve got a situation that would really benefit from your advice. You know how you say monogamy is agreeing to not bang other people, not an agreement to never want to bang other people? Well, this is pretty much that. Buckle up, it’s background story time:

Back in 2013 I met a guy called Pete*. We fell into a FWB set up from the beginning, which was what we both wanted. We bonded quickly and the sex was phenomenal. I had been going through a shit time for several years, pretty much everything from finances to a burgeoning drug and alcohol problem. Pete was my rock, and going to his place was one of the few calm, sane moments of my life. So obviously, I catch feelings.

I didn’t stop sleeping with Pete. I did put out the feelers to see if a relationship was on the cards, but for some very good reasons, he didn’t feel capable of being in a relationship. My feelings aside, Pete was a great friend and I’m good enough at compartmentalising that I can be happy with what we had. Meanwhile, I had several other FWBs and I was parting hard and banging a lot of dudes.

Start of 2015, I moved across the country. I was still partying, and got some new FWBs and some casual relationships. Only one serious relationship, and that ended in utter heartbreak. Pete and I are still talking, still friends. He felt ready to start dating again, which was hard to deal with, but I made peace with it and felt like I’d successfully moved on. Completely unintentionally, we both kept having breakups within months of each other, and sleeping together post breakup became our “thing”.

He was never using me, and he’s always been honest with me. He’s a great guy, there was just bad timing. Besides, there’s a lot of reasons we’re much better off as friends. We really wouldn’t last if we had a relationship, believe me.

After a few years in my new town, I met Carl* on holiday. After talking for months, we realise we have feelings for each other, and now I live in his country. We’re getting married in August. He’s absolutely the guy for me, and we’re brilliant together. I’ve not had a lot of serious relationships, but this is the best I’ve ever felt with someone.

We have one issue, and that’s sex. It’s regular, and it’s improving, but it’s not quite there. There’s a few reasons why that is. Firstly he’s only just getting confident and comfortable. We also temporarily live with his parents, which puts a bit of a dampener on things, and he’s away every other week for work.

Then there’s my past. I was self destruction partying for 10 straight years, and my hobby was essentially drinking heavily, upping my number of sexual partners, and getting into wild, crazy situations. I was very good at it. My number got to the triple digits and snorting coke of a stripper mid foursome doesn’t even make my top 5 crazy shit. A bit before I got with Carl, I was trying to sort my shit out, but sudden monogamy has still been a bit jarring. I’m happier now than I’ve ever been and I’m genuinely enthusiastic about monogamy, but I’m kinda having to relearn sex and distinguish between stuff I enjoyed and stuff that was just for the craziness.

Anyway, Pete met a woman around the time Carl happened, and was even taking about marriage. We’re pretty much best friends by now, and I was happy for him. But just after New Years, Pete told me they’d split. We got talking, and soon started joking about the break up booty call situation, as well as reminiscing about non-sexual time together. Neither of us pushed it, but the conversation slipped into flirting and alluding to memories of sex. Somehow, the conversation resulted in me giving him the go ahead to bash one out to old photos and videos of me.

We’ve been talking more regularly since then, and the conversation invariably goes at least somewhat that way every time. And obviously, this has gotten to be an issue. In our latest conversation, he told me that his ex had photos of him on her fetlife account. We joked about forbidden fruit, the conversation itself was above board. But I made a huge leap over the line, not to mention stalkerish and a bit mental. I made a fake account and searched for the ex, scrolling though member lists of people in her town. And I found the pictures. Not only are they ridiculously hot, there’s also a few of them involving a kink that I never knew he had, and it’s one of my biggies.

The chemistry between us is definitely not dead, I feel like I used to when I was driving to his place. I’m getting giggly, I’m getting giddy, just his name popping up on my screen is starting to turn me on, and I’m having fantasies of fucking him or of him professing his undying love to me. It’s 2014 all over again.

I’m in no way planning on cheating on Carl, and it’s not making me doubt the future marriage. Carl and I have maybe gotten a bit too comfortable with each other, we need to spark up again and make sex naughty instead of a nice end to the day. It’s an area that needs work and I’m happy to do it. Pete wouldn’t sleep with someone in a relationship either. And even if we did actively want to bang, I’m a four hour flight away, and a 4 hour drive from the airport. Basically, there’s zero risk of anything happening.

That said, I’m fucking myself up a bit with this. The Pete issue was dead and burried, and now I’m waking it back up again and with no good reason. I know fantasies aren’t cheating, but I think a lot of this is at least in a grey area. I’m also finding that part of me doesn’t want to stop, and that’s not good, is it?

How do I cut this off, doc? I don’t just wanna freeze Pete out, he’s my best friend, and we easily managed to talk non-sexually with each other since we both got into relationships. We can be “just friends”. Is there a way to switch this off and go back to considering him a bro? Can I bury this again? Or am I gonna have to lose a best friend?

PS: I have a therapist and I am talking to her about it but your perspective on things like this is always great.

Simmer Down

It’s times like this that I think of The Happy Pervert’s Prayer: “Lead me not into temptation because I know the way just fine, thanks.”

There’re a couple of issues here that feed into one another, SD. The first is that you’re in something of a transitional period. It’s good that you’re getting your shit sorted – one of the most important parts of any relationship is to make sure that you’re in good working order – but as I’m sure you’re learning: it’s a process. You’re having to unlearn old habits and carve new grooves into your brain. And even though you know intellectually that some of the stuff you were doing was just craziness for craziness’ sake, it takes a lot of effort to break out of old patterns. The human brain is lazy, and it prefers to do what it’s used to. Trying to start new patterns requires energy and effort; the old and familiar means that you can coast on autopilot.

Plus, there’s the addiction angle; even self-destructive behavior can trigger a dopamine rush, and your brain wants more of that. So when you start to change those patterns, your brain will fight you every step of the way so it can keep getting that happy dopamine buzz. It will deliberately flood you with cravings to make you go get that rush. Anyone who’s ever tried to change their diet or give up things like sodas or caffeine know that feeling; you’re fine, you’re fine, you’re fine OH GOD GIVE ME ALL THE DIET DR. PEPPER RIGHT THE FUCK NOW NOW NOW.

This is what’s known as an “extinction burst” and it’s an insidious way our brains sabotage us because brains just don’t give a fuck.

So that’s one part of the puzzle.

The next is the sexual side of things between you and your fiancé. As you said: things are rocky right now. There’re a lot of understandable reasons for it, sure… but it’s still rough. And once again: the fact that you recognize intellectually that issues aren’t your fault doesn’t change the fact that your brain (and your junk) doesn’t care. You essentially have to muscle through the tough times; you have to be reminding your jerk brain that things are doing better and the reason why it’s not all four alarm fires and crazy rodeo-banging is because hey, timing sucks right now!

And then there’s Pete. Pete is known. Pete is familiar. You’re having to work with Carl, but you know things with Pete was relatively effortless. And once again, we have the intellect vs. the sensual: you know intellectually that things can’t work between you but GODDDAMN the sex was fire. Thus the problem: Carl takes work. Pete is the easier looking path. If you’ll forgive an inelegant metaphor, Carl is a delicious salad that you’re making at home while Pete is the fast food cheeseburger with large fries from the drive through.

And believe me, I understand. I have partners in my past where we could never make it as a couple but hoooo damn all those reasons disappeared when the clothes came off.

But of course, understanding the issue is only one step. The next is: “what do you do about things”?

And well, I’m reminded of the old joke.

“Doctor, doctor, it hurts when I go like this.”
“Well, stop going like that.”

The reason these temptations keep flaring up is… well, y’all keep flirting. And while I’m a firm believer that micro-cheating is bullshit, that you can be friends with people you want to bang and that there’s nothing wrong with flirty friendships… there’s a flirty friendship and then there’s crossing the line. And honestly? With the life you’re trying to live right now, you’re not just tip-toeing up to the line, you’re playing “just the tip” with it.

If you really want to let the attraction between the two of you fade, you really need to stop feeding it. Your friendship can’t be strictly platonic if you keep poking at it and saying “hey, remember how great the sex was? Hey, wanna spank it to my pics like you used to? Man, if only we could bang like we used to BUT WE CAN’T but what if we could?”

And for real: you may have some inconveniences now… but I am willing to bet no small amount of money that one of you is going to end up in a situation where you just happen to be within a reasonable drive of one another. I’m not saying you’re going to go out of your way to make this happen… but I am saying that you may take the opportunity when it comes up.

You’ve been putting yourself into temptation’s way and dude, I totally get it. It’s hot, it’s fun, it gets your engine running in ways that just aren’t happening with Carl right now. But the longer you do this, the easier it’s going to be for accidents to happen. Like “Oops, my finger slipped and here’s a new photo” accident. Or “Oops, I may have accidentally booked a ticket to your city”.

If you want your friendship to last and you want to maintain your relationship with Carl, then you need to start setting some boundaries between you and Pete. That means no flirting, no looking up sexy pics of each other on FetLife, no talking about how much you two still love to rub one out to the memory (or old souvenirs).

One thing that may help is adding extra layers that you have to navigate through to get to those old temptations. Remember what I said about our brains being lazy? The more inconvenient you can make it to fuel those fantasies, the less likely you are to indulge them. Doing things like putting those souvenirs out of reach and using an app to block FetLife adds extra steps to getting to those spicy pics. Yeah, you can totally turn off the app and get access… but that’s still another step to go through and there’s all the porn on the Internet that’s easier to get to.

By all means, keep talking, keep being friends, even joke about the old break-up pattern you had. But leave the sex out of it. It’s too easy to fall into old patterns and let those old habits come back. And since I know it will happen – because been there, done that, printed the t-shirt – you will hit the “Oh, we’re over this, we can totally flirt a little, it’ll be fine” wall after a few weeks. Trust me: you’re not and you can’t. That’s just the extinction burst hitting back.

Oh and while you’re at it, devote some time to having some crazy adventures with Carl. It’s good that things are improving, but you may want to devote more time and attention to solving that side of your relationship. It’s a lot easier to resist old temptations when you’ve got something new and tempting right in front of you.

Good luck.

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: How Can I Tell If My Girlfriend Likes Me?

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Hey Doc,

I’m almost a 40 years man and I’m in a relationship for about 20 years with a woman almost my age.

We’ve got our moments of pain and the last year we decided to break it because there were too many problems. She was depressed, not diagnosed but it was evident: she stopped taking care of herself, stopped working, we stopped having sex, we stopped doing things together. It went on for 4 years.

I tried to help without success, I tried to take her to a doctor but she didn’t want to so… I did not cheat or anything, but I was not happy and tried to search someone else, so I left her. We kept in touch.

In the meantime she changed, a lot, she found a job, lost some pounds, she was back to the living and I fell in love again. Now we’re back together and now I’m happy, but also worried.

We have a lot of common interests, we’re watching movies, playing games, nerding out all day long, cuddling and having sex often, but she seems interested only in my head and not the rest of me.

I have to say that I started taking care of myself too, building some muscles, taking a haircut once a month, but she’s not interested in all of that, and this bugs me. A lot.

I always point out how beautiful and intelligent she is (and she is, believe me), but she never compliment me on anything, and I need to know if she likes me. I mean: she says yes when I ask directly but then points out that it’s not fair that she have to comfort me on my confidence problems. I’m as confident as the next guy, but obviously never hearing some feedback makes me wonder if I have some issues with my appearance or anything else. She never say anything mean about me, physically at least.

I even asked her why she doesn’t do anything to seduce me, maybe some makeup, flirt a little, some lingerie, but she gets angry, accusing me of wanting to take her out of her comfort zone, and saying that it’s stupid to ask that an intelligent woman like herself to do such things. And this is bullshit I think, the issue must be something else.

To be honest it does not take a big toll on my confidence, and I don’t feel abused or stuff like that, but after 20 years would be nice to feel seduced and sexy for my significant other, it would give me some peace. The sex is great but that’s not everything I think. I don’t know, I feel like I need some reassurance that everything’s really ok.

I thought that maybe she’s just shy, or insecure, or maybe a consequence of her depression. But as I said going to a doctor is not something she’ll do, no matter how much I insist.

I’m just worried that our relationship will end again because she’s not really into me.

Need To Feel Wanted

OK NTFW, let’s start with the obvious: your wanting to feel wanted and appreciated by your girlfriend is completely legitimate and reasonable. It’s easy to say “of course she likes you, she’s your girlfriend, isn’t she?”, but as the saying goes, you’re not just a person, you’re also a piece of meat. You want to feel wanted by the person you love… and you’re not getting that from her.

And that, honestly, is not an unreasonable thing to ask for from your partner. It’s one thing if you’re a bottomless pit of need, constantly looking to your girlfriend for validation and never taking “yes” for an answer. And it’s not that you don’t believe that she doesn’t like you – after all, people rarely spend so much time with someone they don’t like.

But you, like a lot of people, would like some feedback. You’d like a little appreciation for the work you put into taking care of yourself. You’d like a little flirtiness, a little playfulness, some sense that she desires you, the way that you desire her. And yeah, if the sex is great, then the desire may be there… but there’s still something different about hearing someone you lust after tell you that they want to climb you like a tree.

So what we have here is a situation where you have emotional needs that aren’t getting met. And again: that’s real. That’s a legitimate need. And it sucks that you’re feeling this lack.

Now, where I think you’re wrong is in the origin of the problem. I don’t think the issue is that her depression has come back. Nor, for that matter, do I think that it’s a case of her feeling shy or insecure.

I think the issue is, at it’s core, that this isn’t how she expresses her affection for others.

There’s a lot of talk about “love languages” and the way that we tell our partners how we feel. Some do so through touch, others through acts of service. Some do it verbally and others do it through gifts or attention or presence. The problem arises when you have two people who don’t necessarily express their feelings in languages that the other person recognizes.

I suspect that what your girlfriend says and what you can hear are two different things. And that can be a problem. When you have two people who can’t at least understand each other’s language – as it were – then you have cases where someone’s needs aren’t getting met, even when the other person is trying to fulfill them.

And I suspect that some of this may arise from the fact that your girlfriend doesn’t find certain things necessary or desirable. The bit about her moving out of her comfort zone or being too intelligent to be seductive or wear lingerie is telling. A lot of times, we can treat sex and sexuality as being the opposite of intelligence; look at the stereotype of the blonde bimbo. She’s got a dynamite body and lips that could make a preacher kick in a stained glass window, but the light in her eyes is shining through the hole in the back of her head.

So it could well be that your girlfriend believes that being sexy or seductive isn’t something “smart” girls do; it’s the mark of a bimbo. And it could also be that she has some insecurities about her body or her sexuality that she masks by choosing to believe that they’re silly and dumb and beneath her.

Or… those could just not be things she values. She may not bring up your body or your looks because it doesn’t really factor into her appreciation for you. She may very well want you for your brain instead of your ass. And that just may be how she’s wired, and there’s nothing to be done about it.

Regardless of the reason, you two need to have a conversation about your needs. You’re not happy with how things are going and, frankly, things aren’t going to change on their own. So it’s time to have The Awkward Conversation, where you tell her what you’re afraid of, what you need, why things would be better if you two did the things that you need… and then give her space to share her view on things. If she doesn’t understand why you’re asking for the things you’re asking for, she may not realize how much you’re hurting. And if you don’t understand her side of things, then you may keep asking for things in ways that she can’t understand or for things that she can’t give.

This can be scary. It can bring up potential minefields in the relationship. It may reveal that the two of you just can’t meet each other’s needs. But it’s also the only way you can resolve things, ‘cuz it sure as shit ain’t going to solve itself.

But unless the two of you can get a decent translation of the other’s language?

Well, it’s just going to leave both of you annoyed and unfulfilled.

Good luck.


Hey Doc,

Should you bother staying friends with someone who all but ghosted you the moment he started dating someone? I’ve got a friend who started dating his roommate within weeks (maybe days) of moving in with her. Not long after that, he pretty much stopped hanging out with EVERYONE he knew. Most of us haven’t seen him ages, although he exists given that he occasionally contacts us. But he never seems eager or willing to spend time with us beyond the token response agreeing that we should do something some time…

Anyways, as somebody who spent so much time hanging out with this guy to the extent that folks asked me if there was something between us, I find it a bit disappointing that the guy would drop his closest friends the moment he started getting his dick wet, but if I’m not worth his time, I feel like he’s not worth mine anymore.

I probably won’t outright cut him out of my life, but I probably won’t put any effort into things anymore. So the real question is: Am I making the right choice?

Cheers!

– To Absent Friends

My dude, your friend is going through a fairly standard phase. He’s twitterpated. He’s pussystruck. He’s fuckdrunk. He’s deep within the honeymoon period of a new relationship, when everything is amazing, his girlfriend is the most magical creature in the world and he gets erections that could break concrete just thinking about the curve of her neck.

This happens a lot – especially when you’re young and and new to dating. Folks get blissed out and spend all their time with their new squeeze because they’re mainlining dopamine straight to the pleasure centers of the brain.

Now there can be times when abandoning his friends is a sign of being isolated by an abusive partner, and that’s something to watch out for.

But odds are higher that he’s just caught up in the thrill of the new and banging out with someone hot.

What do you do? Give your boy some time. He’ll come back around again. The sex will slow down, the novelty will start to fade, and he’ll come up for air again and he’ll start to be more social again. So keep the lines of communication open and let him know you all still want to see him. Sex is exciting and can steal your attention away, but close, intimate friendships between men are rare and important. Don’t let something as silly as a new girlfriend come between the two of you.

Good luck.

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No new podcast this week

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Hey all,

Just FYI there’s no new episode of Paging Dr. NerdLove this week. Emerald City Comic Con was an awesome, if exhausting time and it’s taken it’s toll on me. So I’m now fighting off the Con Crud and haven’t been able to get to this week’s episode.

HOWEVER.

To make it up to all of you, I’ll be doing something special this Sunday: I’ll be doing a live-stream on my YouTube channel. Time and technology permitting, I’ll do a special live-stream and critique Let’s Play of Super Seducer, the game that promises to teach you how to be a master pick-up artist.

Failing that… dunno, we’ll do an AMA or something. Or I’ll tapdance. Who knows.

Make sure you’re following me on Facebook and on Twitter to get the latest updates on the whens and wherefors!

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: How Can I Let Go of My Past?

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Hey Dr. NerdLove, I have a question for you that I haven’t been able to find an answer to anywhere else. So, I am a 26 year old guy who has been single for about 10 years now and I solely hold the blame for this for refusing to put myself out there, a couple reasons aside but one unique that I’m sharing now.

In my last relationship, when I was about 16, I was dating my best friend, who I met through both being bullied and standing up against our said bullies together and both suffering with depression and suicidal tendencies. Our relationship was possibly one of the most toxic you could think of. She would break up with me, say she had messed with other guys then get together again within days, but as my first girlfriend, I would be hurt but accept her back again. She would self-harm, cutting herself with safety pins and boxcutters, and this had hurt me so, to the point that, (so ashamed) I started to cut as well, in an attempt to get her to stop, and she had for a few weeks. Eventually, I got addicted to it and would cut not even being depressed.

After a year of this, there came a point where she had to break things off with me indefinitely (we lost our virginity to each other and her parents found out) and I lost it, I tried to commit suicide right after, and I had used a razorblade to carve her name into my left wrist along with about 20 more scars across it. I was taken from the school, and institutionalized for 5 days and was forced to go to a therapist for about a year.

Fast forward to now: While I do still have my bouts with depression and social anxiety, I have many other ways to cope but the scars, her name included are still there, very present to see and have never went away. I have had some female interests but I always hold back emotionally and try to mind keeping my arm folded over to not have my arm seen. I’ve slipped up before and a girl would ask “What’s that” but I would just say “Oh, I had an bad accident, fell into some glass as a kid” or “Not sure what you mean” and change the subject swiftly and it usually works for that time but I know that it can’t really go away.

But my most recent dating disaster was the last straw for me as there was a girl that I have been seeing for 2 months now, and I got comfortable enough to tell her over the phone, at least that I used to self-harm and about that ex but she never physically seen it, it was the winter months and was in a hoodie or long sleeve the whole time and didn’t think about it when we seen each other next. But eventually she broke things off with me Christmas Eve but over other reasons, but I felt it was a part of those reasons but it was one of the hardest breaks I’ve had in a few years now.

I hate to throw one more layer on this, but if it matters, also being a black man, I feel even more insecure about this as mental health conversations stereotypically aren’t a thing in the community and the fact that I have gotten much shit from other black people for “doing something white people only do” (not my words, don’t mean to offend), I feel even more isolated trying to get comfortable and own up to this or get to the point I could or even would explain it to someone at all, to someone of my own race or not.

Only thing I could think of is just having to wear long sleeves now all year long or maybe get a tattoo over it, but to be honest, placing myself in any girl’s shoes, and hearing a guy had cut an ex’s name into his arm years ago, I understand perfectly why they would do an about-face and run for the hills immediately after. But, do I deserve this forever for being a shitty person in my teens?

Thank you for the help.

Scars of The Past

Right, I’m going to be blunt. Scars, there’s only one thing you need to do here. You need to make like a Disney character and just let it go.

For real: you were a shitty teenager with an anxiety condition (which sucks but is totally understandable), a girlfriend with a similar issue and an overdeveloped sense of drama (which is to say: you were a teenager). You and your girlfriend both were stuck in an ugly feedback loop. She’s self-harm, you’d self-harm to try to get her to stop self-harming, that would trigger things in her, wash, rinse, repeat.

Obviously this wasn’t healthy for either of you and you both came out of it with literal scars. But here’s the thing: that was ten years ago. You got therapy, you got a handle on your mental health, you don’t cut or self-harm any more. That’s not who you are any more.

So why in pluperfect hell are you still acting like it? My dude, you are taking an issue from when you were a teenager, deep frying it in extra drama and serving it up with a side of drama sauce for dipping. Yeah, you did stupid shit when you were a teenager. So did literally everyone else. It’s called “being a teenager”. The only difference is that most people look back on the stupid shit they did as a teenager, cringe a little and pray to whatever gods they believe in that they managed to scrub the evidence off Facebook and 4chan. You, on the other hand, keep it close to your heart like a shitty edgelord phylactery.

You need to let that shit go dude, cuz honestly, the only person who gives that much of a shit about it? Is you.

And the only person who can forgive you for this? Also you.

Yeah, you have physical scars to remind you, but it’s the mental ones that’re fucking you up right now. You keep this around like it’s The Sin That Can Never Be Forgiven instead of the depressed kid’s version of getting their girlfriend’s name as a tattoo and now they feel like they can only date girls named Meg. Seriously, as far as teenaged indiscretions go, yours is fairly common – concerning, yes, but hardly disqualifying as a potential boyfriend. You weren’t sexually abusive or physically violent. You just didn’t know how to handle some intense shit.

And that’s OK. You were a a teenager. Nobody knows what the hell they’re doing when they’re a teenager. Especially when it involves someone you care about harming themselves.

Your past is your past, my dude. It sucks that you went through all of that and I totally sympathize. But right now the past isn’t prologue; it’s not even past. And the only person who’s really making a fuss about it is you. Hell, even the last person you told about having done self-harm took it in stride. The only person who seems to think your scars were an issue is you and – no offense – you’re not the most reliable source here.

So here’s what you need to do: let the immensity of this shit go. You can forgive yourself for the things you did nearly half your lifetime ago. It’s ok. This isn’t a burden that you need to carry for the rest of your life.

 Stop treating your scars like something to hide or be ashamed of and stop lying about them. Here’s what you say if anyone asks: “I had an anxiety issue when I was younger, and I didn’t handle it well.” That’s it. 99% of people will understand, and the remaining 1% who might give you shit about it will have self-selected out of your dating pool either.

OK sure, you have someone’s name carved into your arm. Fortunately, that’s easily taken care of; go find a tattoo artist whose work you admire and get that sucker covered up. See if you can come up with a symbol or design that represents who you are now – or who you want to be – and get that sucker slapped right over that name.  You’re not pretending it never happened; you’re just acknowledging that it doesn’t define you. It’s part of what made you who you are today, not the Mark of Cain.

You’ve put in a lot of work to get your mental health in order, Scars. That took guts. That took effort and strength and perseverance. Stop undoing all the hard work you put in by treating the things you did as a teenager who didn’t know better as the mark of eternal damnation. You’ve grown past being that person. Forgive yourself for being imperfect, forgive yourself for the things that you did and accept that it’s in the past. Let the past go and be who you are now.

Good luck.


Hi Dr. NerdLove,

Love your blog; you give awesome advice so I had to ask you about this. I’m a young single woman with a dilemma. I hate when people use numbers to assign attractiveness to people, but I’m going to here just to make the divide clear.

There’s a bar in my city that my friends and/or my family go to once a week, almost every week. The bartenders and security team know us well and we always have a great time. One of the security guys is really fun to hang out with; he’s super sweet and hilarious, and he’s extremely hot. He and I really get along well and I’ve always thought that it had a lot to do with the fact that since he’s a ten and I’m a three, that I feel totally comfortable around him as a friend. That’s not a slam to my self-esteem by the way, I know I’m a three and I’m happy dating other threes. Recently, however, this guy has been messaging me a lot more frequently than usual. It’s always playful like, “missed you this week, love ya!” Or “been thinking about you….kisses” and the last time I saw him, right before I left, he made sure to give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek – not normal for us.

He seems really great so I’d totally be down, even if it’s just casual, but my hesitation stems from not knowing his motivation. He could probably have any girl he wanted, so why the heck is he pursuing me!? I’ve never been pursued by someone that is as attractive as him and it makes me nervous. Am I right to be cautious or should I just start returning the flirting and see where it goes?

It’s A Trap?

You know, IaT, I’m reminded of the story of Brienne of Tarth.

(Spoilers if you’re not necessarily upon your Game of Thrones)

Part of her backstory is that Brienne was not traditionally good looking or femme-presenting. She’s taller than fashionable, more muscular than most women, slimmer hipped and flat-chested and a face that seems more mannish and out of proportion than was desirable. But as the young daughter of nobility, there were those who actively courted her, including a young man who she thought loved her.

Turns out, he was part of a group of shitty courtiers who thought it’d be funny to compete to lead her on and see who’d be the first to bang her because sometimes people are shitty that way. Needless to say: she was shattered by this revelation, which seemed to only confirm that nobody could possibly love someone as ugly as she.

It’s not unreasonable to be worried about people acting like this. There’re a number of real-world parallels to be found; frat boys who “go hogging”, for example, or shitty edgelords who catfish autistic “lolcows” and lead them to think that they’re in a relationship with someone who doesn’t actually exist.

But the fact that shitty people exist doesn’t mean that everybody’s shitty. Nor, for that matter, does the fact that you think that you’re a three mean that everyone thinks you’re a three. Attraction is an incredibly personal issue. While we may agree on a lot of people who are conventionally attractive, the fact that they’re attractive doesn’t mean that everyone’s attracted to them. Kim Kardashian is a good-looking woman, but there’re people who will never see the appeal. Michael B. Jordan may make a girl so horny she bit through her own retainer, but there’re women who wouldn’t bang him with someone else’s junk.

Which is to say: you may have a view of your own attractiveness, but that doesn’t mean that this dude agrees with you. He may well dig your personality or your sense of humor, or he just may think you’re hot, even if you don’t.

Or he could be horny and figures you might be up for something without too much work.

Or he just may be naturally flirty and feels as though the two of you have reached a point in your friendship that he feels comfortable flirting with you. Some people will flirt because it’s harmless fun, not because they want anything to happen.

The point is: you don’t know what it could be because hey, you’re not Jean Grey or Professor X. What you are is intelligent, however. Based on what you know about the guy, how likely do you think it is that he’s just fucking with your head? In the time that you’ve known him, has he ever revealed himself to be callous or cruel? Or has he been a good guy, even when he thinks nobody’s looking?

And while it’s not unreasonable to be cautious, I’d also say that the question to ask is: how do you feel about things?Are you enjoying the flirting for the sake of flirting? Are you cool with a little mutual bantering, or does it make you uncomfortable if it’s just flirting? If it turns out that he just wants what he thinks might be a low-investment, low-effort hook-up, are you ok with taking advantage of that to bang a seriously hot dude? If he’s using you, are you cool with using him in return?

I’m of the opinion of balancing what you know of him vs. what you’d like to see happen. If you think you’ve got enough of a grasp on what this dude is about and you’re willing to roll the dice, I say flirt back a little and see what happens. If he starts to up the ante, then go ahead and call the question and ask just where he’s going with this.

And to go back to Brienne: not only did she grow up to be one of the greatest knights of her generation, but she’s got at least one dude more than half in love with her1. Which is to say: don’t discount the possibility that he may genuinely like you. The fact that you may not be conventionally hot doesn’t mean there aren’t people out there who won’t dig what you have to offer. As I’ve said before: it’s better to be someone’s shot of whiskey than everyone’s cup of tea.

I’d say tread cautiously, but if your instincts tell you he’s on the up and up? Then I’d say roll the dice and take your chances.

Good luck.

 

  1. two, if you’re a Shownly or not

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: Can I Be Happy AND Save My Relationship?

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Hello,

I don’t regularly tune in, or read any articles, but I just read 2 after searching for help and thought it might be good for me to submit my predicament.

I love my boyfriend so very much, for so many reasons. I want him to be a part of my life until death. I’ve been with my boyfriend for going on 2 years, but it seems as though some things in my mind have changed. At this point in time, I’m kind of lost with what to do and how to respond to those changes that have a direct affect on him.

Firstly, I’d like to let it be known that I am not a fan of homosexual sex, but I definitely am gay. I told him all this in the beginning, but I went that extra mile for him because I love him and wanted him to be happy. A couple months in I couldn’t bear it anymore and it needed to stop, so at that point we would only do so much, and not frequently because I don’t really enjoy it. A little bit further in time and now we don’t really do it at all, it stresses me out to much and makes me feel uncomfortable and anxious. This has led me to believe that I am somewhat asexual. I expressed this to him and he understood, now there is a clear line between what we can do and not do, but he is unhappy with the lack of sex mostly because he feels like he’s missing out on life.

I was fairly attracted to my boyfriend in the beginning, but we have both physically changed quite a bit and now, I am no longer sexually attracted to him and it might be the reason why I can’t do anything at all anymore. This may be why it stresses me out so much.

Lastly, I’ve discovered that although I love my boyfriend and will certainly always put him at the top of my priorities, I genuinely enjoy flirting with others and getting to know them. I don’t care to kiss and obviously sexual, but the process of getting to know somebody and that period of flirting feels so great. I’ve started to believe now that I might have a desire to be polyamorous, something he is totally not on board with.

I feel bad, I feel like I’m hurting him with these desires and lack of sexuality, it’s not fair to him. I’ve offered to bargain but he wants this idealistic stereotypical standard definition monogomous relationship and he loves me but not more than he loves what a monogomous relationship is.

We’ve discussed breaking up, a possible solution but we love each other and shouldn’t have to put our relationship down over it. I’ve also brought up an open relationship so he can hook up with others but he doesn’t want it.

I am at a loss for what to do, I dont want to hurt him or waste his time but I love him and don’t want to loose him. He wants what he wants without any changes and I’m afraid that if I commit to him that it would destroy us as well as our relationship.

I don’t want to burn this amazing bridge that we’ve built, but my desires have changed so much and he doesn’t share them.

Thank you!

Mid-Relationship Crisis

There’s a trope in our culture that’s become somewhat universal, MRC, and I kind of hate it: the idea that love is the only thing you need to make a relationship work. It makes for memorable pop songs and bad poetry but poor relationships. Love is a cornerstone to a relationship’s long-term success, yes, but it’s not the only factor. Nor, for that matter, is it the most crucial one. Mutual respect, compatible lifestyles, beliefs and goals, and of course, sexual compatibility are all vital for making a relationship work.

But there’s another factor that nobody ever really talks about: the fact that people change and grow and the way that affects the relationship. Humans are protean creatures; we’re never the same person from one minute to the next and sometimes those changes mean that what works for you now may not work in the future.

The problem is that when we don’t acknowledge that those changes happen, we make it harder for the relationship to grow and change with us. Relationships are living things too, and the ones that last in the long term are the ones that are flexible enough to change as the people involved in them do too.

This is no small part about what’s happened with you and your boyfriend, MRC. The things that brought you together in the beginning are great… but you’re not the same person you were when this relationship started. And in fairness: you warned your boyfriend up front that you’re not a sexual person. You were willing to give it the old college try for his sake but at the end of the day, this was simply something you couldn’t do any more. And while it’s true any physical changes that come with both time and settling down may have affected your willingness to keep trying, it sounds more like you’ve just reached a point where you just couldn’t any more.

And that’s real. That’s valid. While it’s good to be what Dan Savage calls Good (in bed), Giving (of pleasure) and Game (to try things, within reason), there’s also a point where you have to be willing to admit to yourself that you just can’t do some things. And for you, that may well be sex.

The other issue at hand is the that while you may be asexual – and I suggest you check out the Asexuality Visibility and Education Network – you’re not necessarily aromantic. In fact you, like many people, thrive best with the thrill of what the poly community calls New Relationship Energy. You love the emotional excitement of flirting and the novelty of a new partner, even if you’re not necessarily getting a sexual charge out of it. And again: that’s valid. That’s part of who you are. If that’s the sort of dynamic you need in your relationships to be happy, then hey, you do you, my dude.

But the things that you need to be happy in a relationship aren’t the things that your boyfriend needs. He wants a sexual connection with the person he’s in love with. He’s a happy monogomist. These are also real, valid and good. The problem is that… well, these are things that you can’t give him. You’ve tried to find compromises that worked for both of you and that hasn’t worked out either. That doesn’t make you a bad guy any more than it makes him the bad guy for not being able to be happy with what you can give him. It just means that you two may well legitimately love one another… but you simply can’t give each other what you need to be happy. Which sucks. It’s always sad when a relationship can be loving and committed but still not work in the long term.

However, this leads to another destructive relationship trope: that a relationship that doesn’t last a lifetime is somehow bad or inferior. We’re awash in stories about Happily Ever After and loves that last Until Death Do We Part, and treat the ones that end in break-ups as tragedies. This is actually both sad and incredibly unrealistic. In promoting the idea that the only love that counts is the one that ends with one of you dying in the saddle, we devalue relationships that are loving and rewarding and short. While it’s a shame that the two of you need different things in a relationship, that doesn’t mean that you’ve wasted two years of your life. I’d say it’s quite the opposite: you two had two great years together. To quote the sage: one year of love is better than a lifetime alone. If the two of you have to end things – and I’m going to be honest, that’s where this is going – then if you can look back on your time together with fondness and hold on to the affection and respect you had for one another? Then that relationship is a success in my book. The fact that you didn’t leave the relationship feet first doesn’t negate all the good that you two had together.

I wish I had better advice for you, but the fact is, you’re right, MRC: trying to commit to what he needs will break the two of you. You’re trying to make the proverbial square peg fit into a round hole. Trying to make the relationship work out of some desire to prove that it can work, even when your basic needs are different, is a great way to foster bitterness and resentment. It’s better to part now, when you still have those positive feelings for one another, than trying to ride the relationship into the ground in an attempt to defy gravity.

But again: the fact that it seems like a break-up is in your future doesn’t mean that the relationship failed, or that your time was wasted. Not every relationship needs to be for a lifetime to be valid; not every commitment needs to be unto death in order to be sincere and real. As I’m always fond of saying: not every love story needs to be an epic poem. Some of them are only ever meant to be short stories. Some are just meant to be a dirty limerick. And that’s fine.

What’s not fine is trying to force yourself to be happy with something that, ultimately, you can’t be happy with. If you want to hold on to your love for your boyfriend… you’re going to have to let go of your relationship with him.

Good luck.


Hey Doc,

I never thought I’d say this, but I think I’m getting too comfortable being single. And that is not code for “I’m having all the casual sex” – since breaking up with my ex about eight months ago, I haven’t had any sex at all, and while I would like to I’ve mostly just been thinking of other things. I’ve been working on my life and enjoying experiences I wasn’t able to enjoy during my previous relationship; I have hobbies, take classes, got a new job, lost about 30 kg/66 pounds, and am really enjoying life.

For context: I’m 27, and my last partner (~2 year relationship) had serious jealousy issues after one of her exes cheated on her. She was very insecure and very, very controlling of me, to the point where I lost touch with all the friends I had had before because soothing her anxiety that I was cheating on her when I was just hanging out with friends was exhausting, and I ended up living in fear of her exploding at me if I glanced the wrong way at a woman on a billboard. She always wanted me paying attention to her, so my ability to pursue any of my hobbies collapsed, and she looked down on the hobbies I tried to maintain anyway. And she didn’t like my dietary habits, and guilted me into eat things I wasn’t comfortable eating in quantities I knew weren’t good for me, sometimes because she thought I “needed” it (I don’t need giant buttered potatoes on the regular, thanks) and sometimes because she wanted to eat something she knew wasn’t healthy but didn’t want to feel like I was judging her by not partaking. Those 30 kg I’ve lost? They weren’t there before the relationship.

So now I’m single and I don’t need to make any compromises any more. I have all the autonomy I never had in my last relationship, I can pursue any hobbies or interests I want, I can take classes and volunteer and go to community events, I can eat what makes me feel healthy and happy, and I can interact normally with other human beings without feeling like I’m being evaluated for signs of betrayal. It’s great!

It’s so great that when I recently started looking into the dating pool again, when I meet women who seem nice, I start to get really really hesitant. I do want to have someone I can share an intimate emotional bond with, and I do miss having a sexual partner, but I feel like I would end up having to close up shop in the rest of my life and submit myself to constant scrutiny if I started another relationship.

I know not everybody is my ex, but damned if it isn’t hard to feel like any relationship I get into will inevitably end up making me cut off some piece or another of my life that helps me feel fulfilled and happy now. And to some extent that’s okay – I imagine you’re trading some autonomy and space for the security and joy of a happy partnership. But I’m at a place now where I’m concerned the price is going to be too steep no matter who I end up with, and I know this isn’t a healthy place for my mind to be sitting. How can I be more thoughtful in pursuing relationships that won’t screw up my entire life, while also managing my expectations for how much compromise I’m going to need to make if I want a partner again?

Slap some sense into me with your nicely framed diploma, Doc.

-Too Happily Single

There’s nothing wrong with enjoying being single for a while, THS. Hell, there’s nothing wrong with wanting strictly casual relationships if that’s your thing. If you just want to go live your own life and not have to worry about trying to fit another person into it, then by all means, you do you. That’s totally fair.

However, I would caution you against cutting yourself off from relationships out of fear of every woman being like your ex. Don’t get me wrong, I totally get why you feel the way you do. I’ve been in toxic relationships before that left me gunshy for quite a while. It can take some time to undo the whammy your ex put on you and recognize that not everyone is like her. But you can get past it, if you’re willing to try.

So here’s what I’d suggest for you: take some time to just live your life. Date casually, with no expectation of commitment. Have no-strings sex if that’s what you want, or dates that are about going out and doing things together rather than looking to sharing your life with someone. But while you’re enjoying your life, just… pay attention. Notice how different these women are from your ex and how they’re not making demands of you. That’s all.

It’s true that there’s no settling down without settling for – if you’re going to share your life with someone, that means sharing their life too and making compromises. But by the same token, that doesn’t mean that you’re giving up your autonomy; it just means that you’re making different choices with your time because you care about your partner. That’s all. Yeah, it can take work, but it’s also not hard labor either.

But it’s totally ok if you’re not ready to date like that again. And hey, if you’re happy never doing that again, then you do you; that’s valid. Take some “me” time, let yourself recover and just live your life. You’ll know when – and if – you’re ready to date again.

Good luck.

 

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Episode #69 – Building Consent Culture with Kitty Stryker

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This week we’re doing something different. With the continuing progress of #metoo, #timesup and the questions about consent, there’s no better time to talk about building towards a culture of enthusiastic consent. That’s why I sit down with activist and writer Kitty Stryker, the editor of “Ask: Building Consent Culture” and talk about Aziz Ansari, what consent culture would look like, how society trains everyone to ignore their own boundaries and how to start examining the other ways we push boundaries – both our own and other people’s.

Show Highlights:

  • How we get consent wrong
  • Why we find enthusiastic consent to be so scary
  • Why everyone makes mistakes regarding consent and how to handle them
  • How examining non-sexual consent makes it easier to talk about sexual agency
  • What it takes to build a society that prioritizes consent 

and so much more.

Related Links:

The Trouble With Aziz Ansari

How Do You Ask For Consent?

F*ck Like A Gentleman pt. 1

Coerced Consent

Pink and White Productions (NSFW)

RadicalTransFem

Everyday Feminism

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: Why Do I Date The Wrong Women?

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Hey Doc,

First off, I’m a big fan – I’ve been following your website and YouTube channel for over a year now, and I’ve also read your book New Game+. I work as a psychologist, and I would say that a lot of your advice is very sound and follows the same principles I’ll use when working with clients. My question is around desiring women who you might not be compatible with.

Long story short, I think I’m a fairly desirable person; I’m fairly good looking (24 years old), I’m completing a PhD, I’ve competed in outdoor sports for over 10 years, I play an instrument, I’ve travelled and lived in several countries (on the flipside, nowadays I spend most of my days working late amongst grey-haired academics!). I KNOW how to talk to people and make a connection, and I know the importance of practising positivity in your daily outlook on life. Two years ago I broke up with my girlfriend (who was almost 10 years older than me, held a PhD) – I thought I wanted to marry her, but for several reasons I decided I wasn’t happy being with her. Since then, I found out she’s moved on, and I’ve accordingly developed a bad case of Oneitis, wishing I’d never broken up with her!

When the relationship ended I was determined to ‘play the field’ (I had a conservative upbringing and didn’t indulge in hedonic desires… until I came to my senses in my 20’s!). I’ve always had fantasies of being with a stream of fit, attractive, young women who I’m surrounded by at university everyday. However, my success in this venture has been zero – in fact, I’ve had sex once in 2 years, with someone who I was not even that attracted to as a person.

I’m stuck. I feel as though every time I make an attempt at speaking or flirting with these young, attractive women in their 20’s, they’re either A) uninterested, or B) think I’m weird as fuck (I suppose I am a little bit ‘quirky’; I’m like the living incarnation of Dr Frasier Crane or Ross Geller). The flipside of this is that I often find THEM utterly boring or juvenile (but hot nonetheless!). Recently, I met a woman who is in her late 30’s who is actually very interesting and I get on with well… (an academic, moderately attractive), but I feel as though if I started dating her, I will be ‘disappointing myself’ by ‘giving up’ and not managing to sleep with the young women I ‘should be sleeping with’.

Here comes a longer stream of irrational beliefs: I feel like I haven’t had the dating life I’ve wanted my entire life. I don’t feel like any of my girlfriends or one-night stands were super attractive – I frequently lust after the gorgeous girls I see around me, but even the ‘thought’ of having sex with them seems impossible. I have never been able to ‘sow my wild oats’; I hear stories of ‘everyone’ around me who has slept with 10+ women, or people who are just ‘sleeping around’ as if it’s no big deal – and this causes me a great deal of anxiety and uncertainty in myself.

I have become obsessed with this feeling of ‘inadequacy’; like I’m somehow not good enough, or I’m missing out on all the sex that all the other good-looking people are having. I’d like to be able to look back upon my younger days and say “I slept with 10 girls, and I had the ability within me to have casual sex with beautiful women”.

I suppose I feel a bit like a failure at sex and dating, but I’m also conscious that I may be going for the ‘wrong types’ of girls? Perhaps Dr Frasier Crane shouldn’t be going for fit young 20 year olds, but should be going for the well-travelled 30 year old academics? Maybe this is a case of identity crises – a person who is caught between wanting to be a ‘young athletic man’ and a ‘grey haired academic’?

Any advice (or assistance with irrational thinking!) is greatly appreciated!

Yours,
BeTheBall

OK so there’s a lot to unpack here. Let’s start with the fact that you’re young, dude. Most of what you’re hearing about “everyone” around you banging out like rabbits on a meth binge is exaggeration and confirmation bias. Yeah, folks fuck… but it’s hardly a case that you’re the last American virgin being left behind as everyone has marathon orgies. The lifetime average number of sexual partners for most people is around 7 or so. The fact that you’ve had three partners thus far – that you’ve mentioned, in any case – puts you pretty firmly on course to be in the center of that particular bell curve. More importantly though is that focusing on numbers is a great way to make yourself miserable in short order.

But I’ll come back to that in a second.

Instead, let’s talk a little about how you identify, because you’ve picked two very different archetypes. Frasier Crane isn’t what most people would call “quirky”.  “Prissy”, maybe. “Snobbish” for sure. “A bit up his own ass,” wouldn’t be off either. Frasier is a virtual living stereotype of the Harvard-educated elitist with the benefit of money to back up his tastes. Ross on the other hand… look, let’s just with “Ross is the worst” and leave it there.

think what you mean is that you’re something of what other people might call “an old soul”. It sounds like you have more life experience than the average bear in their early 20s – which is actually a plus in the attraction department. However, it also means that you’re going to be in a different stage of life than a lot of people your age. The average age of PhD candidates is 33; most people in their early to mid 20s have just gotten their undergraduate degree and are trying to decide what to do next.

Your early and mid 20s tend to be the years of discovery; you’re dealing with adult responsibilities (for the first time, for many) yet often still have the drive and interests of the young.

That stage of life issue is going to be pretty crucial. One of the reasons I’m a believer in the old rule of thumb that the youngest one can date is “half your age plus 7” is because this keeps you relatively within the rage of someone who’s had similar life experiences. As someone who just crested over 40, I personally find the idea of trying to seriously date someone under the age of 27 to be mind-bogging at best; ignoring the lack of shared cultural touchstones, we’d be in such different places in life it might be hard to make plans in the first place.

Now the reason I bring this up is because similarities are an important part of attraction. The more you have in common with someone, the more you’re going to be attracted to them. This includes things like shared interests, educational levels and social outlook. This is something that a lot of folks overlook: no matter how hot somebody is, if you can’t have a decent conversation with them, it’s really hard to have satisfying sex with ’em.

Believe me. I’ve tried.

A lot.

So therein is going to be part of your dilemma; if you can’t really relate to the young hardbodies you see wandering around, you’re going to have a hard time trying to bed them.

But this isn’t the issue so much as your attitude about it. You, like a lot of guys, have bought into the idea that you’re “supposed” to be having certain kinds of sex – that wild, no-strings sex that everyone else seems to be having at the drop of a hat. And while that’s not a bad thing if that’s what you want, it sounds to me less like you actually want this and more that you feel like you should be capable of it. It seems to me less that this is an actual need so much as a desire to be someone who could have that kind of sex – a bragging point to shore up your masculine bona fides rather than just being someone who likes to fuck.

And that… isn’t so healthy. Trying to fuck around to prove a point – whether it’s your virility, your desirability or just old-fashioned validation is a great way to not just frustrate yourself but to frustrate yourself and tie your self-worth to things outside of your control. When you fail to get laid, your self-esteem drops into the crapper and when you do succeed… well the sex is rarely actually worth it. In fact a lot of it kind of sucks. You end up sleeping with people who may be traditionally attractive but don’t actually do anything for you. That’s a recipe for the walk of shame afterwards, asking yourself “why did I even bother?” To add insult to injury is that it doesn’t even make you feel better. You won’t feel more satisfied or more manly. In fact, the fact that it hasn’t made you more confident will just make you even more upset and anxious.

To make matters worse, you let this belief that you’re “supposed” to be having this kind of sex get in the way of relationships you do want. To quote the sage: there’s a million fine looking women in the world, dude. But they don’t all bring you lasagna at work. Someone you click with, who love for their mind and want for their ass is almost always far better for you than “hot but enh”. Those are the ones that you kick yourself over later. It’s only in hindsight that you realize what you gave up… especially when you realize just how rare it is.

Now this doesn’t mean that relationships are the answer either. I have been on both sides of the equation, my dude. I’ve given up potentially great relationships because I wanted to screw around and they weren’t down with that. I’ve also been in relationships for longer than I should have been and missed out on opportunities because of that. But what I can tell you is that, all things being equal, the quality of the connection will always make you happier than quantity of bodies. The better the connection you have with someone, the better the sex tends to be because you’re able to actually connect and communicate. You’re able to really share with each other and find the things that turn you both on.

And besides:

But for real, BtB: I think your problem is that you think you’re supposed to be one way, when you really aren’t. Again: been there, done that, started the blog. I thought I wanted to be the club guy. Fast forward far too many late nights and way too much wasted money and that’s a big-assed nope. I was trying to swim against the current of my life’s particular river and believe me: that was a lot of time and energy I could’ve been spending elsewhere. I don’t regret it – it’s what brought me to where I am right now, after all – but man it’d have been nice to have learned those lessons a little faster.

Trust the voice of wisdom when I tell you that you’re better off pursuing the women you’re actually attracted to instead of the ones that society tells you that you should want. If you click with slightly older, more accomplished women… well, that’s going to be way less effort than trying to maintain your erection and pretend you give a shit what that 20-something coed has to say.

Now, if you are someone who needs sexual novelty or who has a high sex drive and wants to bang out, then hey, I approve. Rock out with your cock out dude. But even then, you’d be better off pursuing women you share commonalities with – even if they’re (gasp) in their 30s, instead of nubile 20-somethings. At least then they’d be people you’re genuinely interested in and can have some sex you might actually enjoy. Plus: you’d be surprised at how many women in their 30s and 40s would be down for some no-strings sex with a hot 20-something dude.

Good luck.


Dr. NerdLove,
First, a little backstory, but I promise I’ll get to the point eventually. I’ve read a lot of your articles these last months. This, combined with reading Brene Brown’s ‘Daring Greatly,’ has been a big help in pushing myself to get out there and make connections – I’m 22, almost 23, and was starting to despair (genuinely lose all hope) of ever meeting someone who I liked that would (miraculously) like me in return. But these two resources gave me the push to try and actively put myself out there – still barely worked, I never would have managed to message her if she hadn’t sent me a like, and it still took me nearly 3 days to screw up my courage – but it changed my life. The last seven months have been some of the happiest in my life. She’s just as nerdy and socially awkward as I am, we share about 90% of the same interests, and it’s great; it is even worth going long distance. She’s a couple years younger than me, and we’re both virgins, and it isn’t technical, either. Hell, she was even my first kiss.

Now, even though I know it’s irrational, I’m having huge anxiety again. Why? She’s hinting that she wants to become physically intimate, which I definitely don’t have anything against. Problem is, I still have almost non-existent self-esteem, much less self-efficacy, where romantic and social issues are concerned. Despite everything I know (and probably also because of it) I’m terrified of being… disappointing.

It’s irrational, I like her and she likes me and so on, but I know in my gut I’ll never forgive myself if I let her down. And in spite of everything I’ve learned (I research basically everything) about different precautions, I’m also terrified at the remotest thought that I might cause her the slightest pain. I want to, but all this conflict in my head is tearing me apart!

If you have any advice for me, please! I need all the help I can get, because I’m exceeding my capacity to work through my issues on my own (again). Anything you say can only help – I reckon I’ve already done about as much damage to my psyche as possible, lol!

Please help. She’s coming to visit this weekend, and I can only stall so much!

Thanks,

Stuck In First

OK SIF, I’m going to do you the favor that you need and tell you exactly what to do: don’t have sex with her.

For real. Take sex off the table. Just accept that it isn’t going to happen this time. Because right now, you’re freaking yourself out over something that’s entirely theoretical and that’s going to make it impossible to actually enjoy her visit. So sex? Not happening. Can’t disappoint her sexually if you don’t actually fuck, yo.

So instead, you’re just going to relax around her. Savor the feeling of being with her. Pay attention to the little things: the warmth radiating from her skin, the scent of her shampoo in her hair, the way she fits up against your side. Be in the moment with no agenda other than just the two of you being present. Don’t worry about performance, being an amazing lover or the risk of disappointing her. Just take each moment and be incredibly present. Let each touch, kiss or caress be it’s own goal and just appreciate how it makes you both feel.

And you know? You’ll probably both be a bit curious. So talk. What does she like, anyway? What turns her on? Cool, here’s what you like and what gets your motor running. And maybe there’s this thing you’ve been interested in but have never done, what about her? Oh, that’s something she wants to try? OK so like this? How does this feel? How does it feel when she does that to you? Ok, lines might start to blur and that resolution that you’re not going to have sex may start to feel a little strained. That’s ok. You’re doing the right thing. Keep that dialogue going – asking, sharing, checking in and just being present. But without expectation – after all, you’ve already let go of the idea that you need to perform for her. So now you’re free for the two of you to talk and share and experiment and see what works for both of you.

Trust me: things will take care of themselves.

Good luck.

(And since you and I both know that you aren’t going to take sex off the table entirely : read this in its entirety. Learn it, love it, live it. It will serve you well.)

 

 

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: Can I Date When I Still Live With My Parents?

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Hi Doc,

I’ve been a viewer/reader of your site for a while now, and I’ve even read your book, and I’ve got to say you have a lot of great advice. I’m not historically one for asking advice online, but there’s something I’d really appreciate if you could help me with.

My core problem is this: I still live with my parents, and I’m finding it to be a massive psychological (if not physical) hindrance to getting involved in the world of dating.

To provide a little context, I’m 25 years old (and turning 26 in a couple of months). I graduated from university about a year ago with a music degree in saxophone and composition (very lucrative, I know), and I’ve been living at home and slowly building a clientele of saxophone students since then. I’m making enough money to pay my bills but not enough to move out, and while my family is happy to support me and I love them very much, I’m dying to get my own place and become more independent. For further context, I went to university in the same city my family lives in, so I’ve basically never left home.

While I’m aware that my living situation isn’t terribly unusual for someone my age in today’s economy (my city is on the expensive side too), it still bothers me. When coupled with my rather lacklustre dating history, consisting of one brief fling in high school and about a dozen attempts since then that amounted to nothing, my morale when it comes to dating is pretty low. A couple of years ago I had kind of decided that I wouldn’t bother trying to date again until I moved out, but now I’m not sure exactly when it’s going to happen and I don’t know if I really want to hold myself to that. I don’t know if it’s wise to hold myself to it either. I’ve been interested in someone or other at just about any given time in my post-pubescent life, so it’s not that I don’t feel the urge to date.

To be clear, I don’t have any major hangups about my looks or my personality. I think I look decent enough when I care to trim or shave and put some actual effort into my appearance, and I think my personality is good aside from a few minor foibles. It’s mostly just my stereotypically pathetic “mom’s basement” living situation (although I don’t actually live in the basement) and my lack of dating experience and success that’s giving me problems. Telling potential dates that I still live with my parents isn’t something I really want to do, but I figure it has to come out sooner or later. I dread the hypothetical “Want to go back to your place?” that I have to meet with an awkward “Haha, here’s the thing:”.

Anyway, I’m not here to write America’s next seminal novel, so I’ll wrap it up. Basically I have a confidence problem, driven primarily by my living situation and secondarily by my weak dating history. I want to get out on the dating scene, but I’m afraid that nothing significant will or can happen until I’m living out on my own (or with roommates who aren’t relatives). I’d rather not bother at all if I’m doomed to rejection down the road. Am I right to be worried, or is this unnecessary concern? How can I cope with this? What should I do?

Sincerely,
Sax In The Basement

There’s this thing I see people do all the time: they try to game out scenarios in their heads before they actually are in a position to test them out. In theory, this is supposed to be a way of psyching yourself up and getting yourself ready to actually Do The Thing. In practice, this becomes a classic example of worst-case thinking, a cascading series of What-Ifs that inevitably plays out in the most humiliating way possible. What’s supposed to be an exercise in planning and confidence building ends up becoming a case of letting your brain weasels out to play. So even though you theoretically have total control over the scenario in your head, your anxieties take over and suddenly you can only imagine things playing out in the worst way possible.

And because our brains such at distinguishing what we imagine from what we actually experience, we experience the anxiety and fear of that rejection over and over again. We’ve gotten so used to it that we can’t actually imagine things playing out any differently.

And so… you’ve basically set yourself up for failure. Like the shittiest version of the Midnighter1 , you’ve played that interaction in your head a thousand times and you know how you’re going to get shot down in flames every single time.

Like this only never as cool.

And that’s the problem, SitB. You don’t have a living situation problem and you don’t have a confidence problem, you have a fear problem. Your biggest dilemma isn’t that you’ve been rejected for living with your parents, it’s that you expect to get rejected for living with your parents. You haven’t struck out yet because you haven’t even stepped up to the plate in the first place.

Your living with your folks? Your lack of dating experience? Those are just excuses. You’re afraid of the getting rejected. The reasons are just flavoring to the stew of anxiety you’re serving yourself.

And hey, guess what? You’re going to get rejected because everybody does. Nobody out there, not Michael B. Jordan, not Brad Pitt, not Chris Evans, goes 5 for 5. Everybody gets turned down and turned away because hey, not everyone’s gonna like you! So yeah: some women will turn you down for living with your parents… just like some women will turn you down because you’re a saxophone player, or because your hair is the wrong color or because you look like their ex or because sun is aligned in Sagittarius.

It’s like playing blackjack: you can do things correctly and build the odds in your favor as much as possible, but there’s always going to be factors outside of your control. You can’t make yourself rejection-proof because at the end of the day, a lot of rejection has nothing to do with you and everything to do with the person rejecting you.

As much as it sucks, rejection is part of the game and there is no avoiding it. Much like studying martial arts or playing contact sports, if you’re actually going to do more than just observe from the sidelines, you have to accept that eventually you’re going to get hit. The key is learning how to take the hit and – more importantly – realizing that you can take it. And to be perfectly honest: you’re better off taking the hit early on and learning how to shake it off than you are to keep letting it be this huge thing that just gets scarier and scarier. The longer you wait for a time when you won’t get hit (which doesn’t exist), the bigger it will loom in your mind and the worse it will be.

Now having scared the piss out of you, let me reassure you: it’s not nearly as bad as you think it’s going to be. The fact that you live with your folks, for example, isn’t the dealbreaker you think it is.  In this day and age, more and more people your age are living with their folks – more than a third of millennials at this point. The economy sucks for average folks, housing is expensive as shit in most major cities and everybody’s overloaded with student debt. Most of the people you’re likely to meet and want to date are going to recognize that this is a reality of the modern economy, not a failure to launch.

And to be perfectly blunt, the bigger issues you’re going to face living with your parents are going to be the same you’d face living with roommates: namely “Bringing someone back home without announcing it to everyone in the house”.

Now here’s how you deal with that fear of rejection: you accept that rejection happens, that it sucks and all that it means is that you and that person weren’t right for one another. You don’t invest emotionally in someone you’ve just met – especially someone who has no empathy for your living situation.

Similarly, you don’t treat the fact that you live with your parents as this huge, shameful secret. It doesn’t define you, it doesn’t mark you as a loser. It’s just part of where you are now. All you need to say is “Yeah, I’m living with my parents at the moment. Trying to find an affordable place in this city is insane” and most people will nod in sage agreement.

Women aren’t as concerned about the fact that you live with your parents so much as “do you have ambition? Are you working to something bigger, or are you just coasting?” You’ve got a job, you’re paying your bills, you’re making moves. Those are all net positives. The rest is just temporary.

So here’s what you do, SitB. Start making progress towards moving out. Save up some money, start talking with friends you could conceivably live with, look at “roommate wanted” ads on Craigslist. It’s not critical to your dating future, but the fact that you’re actually making some forward motion will help ease the brain weasels and give you more confidence. When those brain weasels start to thrash around, you’ll be able to point to those and say “shut up, we’re almost there.”

Meanwhile, stop waiting for shit to be perfect before you start dating. If you want to date, then start putting yourself out there. You’re worried about your lack of dating experience? Fine: then you go start getting some experience. Go ahead and tell yourself that it’s not for anything serious; you’re doing this just to know that you can do it. Treat it as the casual exercise that it is. If you find someone amazing, awesome. If not, that’s cool too; you’re grinding out your XP and leveling up so that you’ll be even more ready when you do have your own place.

Also: get an app like Hotel Tonight; that’ll help for the times when you need a place to go with your new sweetie and you can’t bring ’em back home.

You’ve got this, SitB.

Good luck.


Hello, Dr. NerdLove!

I’m a 33-year old man, and I’m writing this because I’ve realized a troubling pattern to my relationships. Namely that, whenever I start one, I become quite worried that she’s far more interested in me than I am in her, and that I’m unintentionally leading her on.

This is vain to an almost grotesque level. I have no reason to think that a woman would be so incredibly into me that her life would fall apart if I expressed disinterest. Nonetheless, I find myself troubled by the irrational fear that she might.

A bit about me: I’m a late bloomer when it comes to dating. I didn’t get my first serious girlfriend until I was 31 years old. In this case, she actually was far more interested in me than I was in her. Due to my inexperience, I didn’t really pick up on this, and I hurt her feelings when I ended the relationship.

This troubled me all through my second relationship, a year later. In this case, my fears turned out to be unreasonable. My second girlfriend liked me, but was not in love with me the way I feared. I will admit to feeling a certain relief when she broke up with me, since it meant I’d never have to worry about this with her.

Now, I’m not saying I shouldn’t keep this concern in mind—I don’t want to become callous. But having this dread hanging over my head is making it harder for me to pursue a relationship. I’m not someone who’d let a bad partner walk over me, but I hate the idea of causing emotional pain to someone who is a good partner, but whom I just don’t love enough.

I have recently met a woman, though we are not officially dating. I’m not sure if she and I will even get to that stage. Nonetheless, I’m have this same fear.

Any advice on how to handle this? 

Too Much To Handle

First of all, here’s a truth that nobody really likes to acknowledge: in every relationship, there’s going to be an imbalance of feeling. There will always be one partner who cares more or who cares less because hey, we’re human and love is a chaotic emotion. More importantly though is that this isn’t static either; there will be times when one partner is more invested than the other and times when that will switch. As long as those swings aren’t too extreme, it all balances out in the long-run. Welcome to the human experience; none of this shit makes logical sense because emotions could give two shits about logic and fairness.

Second of all: Dude, there’s only one thing to do here: stop overthinking this shit. You can’t control how other people feel, nor are you responsible to manage their feelings for them. You are presumably dating grown-ass adults. This means that they have a responsibility for handling their own affairs – literally. Now, it’s one thing if you’re so afraid of hurting people’s feelings or causing them upset that you’re promising them things that you can’t or won’t deliver on. That’s a shitty thing to do to someone, even if you’re doing it with the best of intentions.

But if someone else is reading more into a relationship than is actually there? You can’t control that. You can maintain a casual frame, sure. You can be clear and straightforward with how you feel about the relationship if they want to have the Defining The Relationship talk. But at the end of the day, people are ultimately responsible for managing their own feels. And frankly, the fact that you’re walking around, constantly on the lookout for signs that maybe, maybe they feel more for you than you’re comfortable with? That’s no bueno, my dude. You’re not only putting up artificial barriers between you and the person that you’re dating – which is going to hurt them more in the long-run than breaking up if the relationship’s run it’s course – but you’re keeping yourself from actually enjoying being in a relationship with someone.

Look, like I said to SitB: rejection sucks. This is true no matter which side of it you’re on. In best dating practices, you want to cause as little unnecessary pain as possible, because pain is inevitable. However, if you’re always going to have your guard up, you’re going to end up making things worse for both of you.

Like SitB, you’re letting these imagined scenarios run away with you and it’s getting in the way of your real life. You need to learn to be in the moment and appreciate what you have now instead of constantly being on guard for those What-If weasels.

Be up front about what you want and what you have to offer. Don’t try to avoid the DTR conversation for fear of leading someone on. But at the same time: just let yourself be present and accept the relationship for what it is, not what you’re afraid it might become. The harder you police other people’s feelings, the more you’re going to end up choking off relationships that might have worked if you hadn’t been so hypervigiliant and guarded.

Don’t let your anxiety close you off from what might be a wonderful experience my dude.

Good luck.

  1. How do you do, fellow teens?

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Episode #70 – Bridging The Love Gap with Jenna Birch

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Normally when I talk about dating issues, I’m talking about issues that primarily affect men, from a man’s perspective. However, it can also be incredibly useful to look at the dating issues that women face as well. Not only does this help overcome misconceptions that men often have about the dating experience for women, but also illustrates ways that our own misunderstandings about relationships and what women want can get in the way of dating success. So this week, I’m talking with Jenna Birch, author of The Love Gap: A Radical Plan to Win at Life And Love about her book, what women go through in the modern dating world and what straight men might want to know about dating from the other side of the equation.

Show Highlights:

  • How men and women approach dating differently
  • Why what we say we want in a partner and what we actually pursue are often so different
  • Laser thinking vs. Web thinking
  • How Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs can affect your love life
  • Why backburnering may not be a bad thing after all

And so much more…

Related Links:

The Love Gap: A Radical Plan To Win At Life And Love

What Do Women Really Want In A Man?

Is She Right For You?

Five Times You Shouldn’t Be Dating

The Dating Advice People Need to STOP Giving

Five Behaviors That Ruin Relationships

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: Should I Dump My Kinky Boyfriend?

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Doc, please help.

I’ve been dating this great guy for two months, and the whole time he’s been talking about toys and buttplay. As it turns out, he’s a sub and wants to be dominated.

Sex, for me, has gotten less and less pleasing for me; meanwhile, now he wants to get his beads out. I’m frustrated because his dick has not been very hard the last couple times we had sex. I wanted to try and enjoy having sex with him but every time, he wants me to play with his ass. I can’t sleep and I’ve been crying about my feelings of inadequacy. I don’t want to disappoint my BF, just as I’m trying to tell him it’s been shitty sex. I just want to have normal sex with a hard dick. And I usually do and it’s great.

Should I break up with this guy? Or is worth experimenting with anal beads and stuff? I feel bad but I just can’t do it.

Not Up for Butts

So there’s a concept that originated with Dan Savage called “good, giving and game”. The idea is that a sex partner should aspire to be good or skilled in bed, giving of pleasure and consideration and game for trying new things within reason. The last part is relevant to your situation, NUB; the idea here is that when your partner has a kink or an interest that turns their crank but doesn’t necessarily turn yours, it’s still worth giving it the old college try for their sake. A lot of times, partners may not get much from a particular activity but draw pleasure from the way it pleases the other person. You may not, to pull a random example, care much for foot-worship or black silk stockings, but if your partner does, the fact that it sets them off like a rocket can be a pleasure in and of itself.

And that last G can be pretty crucial for Science has actually found that being GGG is an important part of relationship satisfaction. When people feel that their partner understands their needs and they feel heard and appreciated – not to mention, y’know, getting to do whatever freaky thing they dig – they feel more loved and closer with their partner.

Butt1 there’s a critical part of that final G: “within reason”. While it’s good to be willing to do things that you may not be into because it makes your partner happy, doing things that you can’t stand or that’ll leave you curled up in the shower afterwards ain’t gonna help things no matter how much your beau got off.

Of course, every person has to draw the line where “within reason” falls. And while there’re some general guidelines – foot fetishism, for example, is pretty harmless, while scat is going to be well on the other side of the line for most – there will be places that some folks just can’t go that others don’t see as a big deal. Buttplay can occasionally be one of them.

Now, I’m someone who believes it’s a good idea to interrogate the whys and wherefores about one’s limits, especially if it’s something that’s relatively common. But interrogating those feelings sometimes just means that you come to the conclusion of “no sir, I don’t like it.” Which, hey, fair enough; you do you and get down how you prefer to get down. Just do your best to not harsh someone else’s squee.

However, it’s pretty clear that this is something that’s really important to your boyfriend, especially if he’s been rolling it out from the jump. While it’s kind of obnoxious of him to bring it up literally every single time you two talk about sex, it’s something that he obviously needs for a fulfilling sex life. That’s going to be an issue for the two of you going forward.

There are ways to get around the semi-soft issue; fingers and tongues never go limp. Neither do penetrative toys. Get yourself a nice dildo and your boy can go to town on you with that to your heart’s content, even when his dick is only at half mast. But if you aren’t enjoying the sex you’re having and he doesn’t feel like his needs are being met… well, then it sounds like you two just aren’t sexually compatible. And if you’re having these issues at only two months together? Then it’s probably better that the two of you go your separate ways, so you can find the partners you are compatible with.

Good luck.


Hi Doctor,

Long-time reader here and I’m looking for advice on something I don’t recall you ever writing about. About a month and a half ago, I started dating a woman who is a regular at the restaurant where I work. One night, I wrapped up my shift early and we started chatting while I enjoyed my shift drink; long story short, I ended up walking her home and we made out at every stop light (we live in a big city with a lot of stop lights). I didn’t go in, and we didn’t have sex, but she had given me her number and we decided to meet up the next time our schedules afforded; I’m 27, she’s 25, and we both have hectic work schedules with unorthodox hours.

We managed to meet up a few days later at a local bar, and during the conversation, she disclosed that she had recently broken up with her fiance. She had not, however, told her father about the break up and she was having dinner with him later, so she had her engagement ring on for the evening. On our next date, she informed me that she has a one year old son with her ex, which was part of why she hadn’t made the break up public yet. I took the news in stride and she thanked me for that and we arranged our next get together when we parted ways.

For the sake of full disclosure, I did know about the ex and baby after that first night because I had looked her up on Facebook and seen the pictures of her, her ex, and their son, so I wasn’t surprised by what she said. Essentially, even though I didn’t know the details, I had some idea of what her situation was before we started dating; it wasn’t a deal breaker then and it’s certainly not a deal breaker now.

The last month and a half has been wonderful, but it has also had its tribulations.We see each other as often as we can and the passion is always there; we’re very much in the honeymoon period of our relationship. However, the holidays were very difficult because her ex was with her and her family. He still wants them to get back together, so they were fighting for long periods, during which I wouldn’t hear from her. Also, this was when she finally decided to inform her family about the breakup, about which she was naturally very nervous. She got through all that, nevertheless, and when they got back, she completely moved out of her ex’s house and made it how clear how over it is between them.

Now that we’ve gotten through that rough patch, things have settled down and we’ve been able to see each other more regularly. I’ve hung out with her friends and we’ve had our first sleepover. We briefly had sex once, but she decided she wasn’t ready for that after a few minutes, so we’re taking our time with that step. Overall, I’m very happy with how the relationship is going, but I would like your advice on a few things.

First of all, this is my first serious relationship; I’ve had a good number of one night stands and a few short-term flings here and there, but this is the first relationship that really felt like it had legs. Part of the reason for that is that up until a couple of years ago, I had bad social anxiety that made me a miserable person. I got help through a psychiatrist while in grad school, and have had very few issues since then. However, I sometimes get nervous that I’m coming on too strong or that she’s going to get back together with her ex for the sake of their son and that this fantastic relationship we started is going to disappear; I know neither of these are true, but the thoughts keep coming back, mostly when she has to do things with her ex for work or for the baby.

Second, while my coworkers at the restaurant know we’re dating, she has told me that we have to be “just friends” when her coworkers and friends are around, since she doesn’t want them to know how quickly she’s moved on from the engagement. I’m fine with this as I understand how it could look at that she is very worried about a custody battle with her ex, but I really look forward to the day that we can be publicly a couple and hope it comes sooner rather than later.

Finally, she currently shares custody with her ex, trading days as their schedules permit. However, she doesn’t want me to meet the baby yet, so she and I don’t get to see each other the days she has him. I’ve made it clear to her that I completely understand, since he’s very young and often scared of strangers, and that I will meet him when she thinks that we are all ready. I’m willing to wait, of course, but it can be frustrating when we don’t get to see each other for three or more days in a row at this state of the relationships.

To conclude, I’m starting a very passionate and wonderful relationship with an amazing woman and we both care about each other very much, but it poses some unique challenges that I would like your advice on. Most of my family and friends know I’m dating someone, but only a few of the close ones know how complicated it is, and they tell me I’m doing everything right to make this relationship last. However, I would love to hear what you have to say on the subject, Doctor.

Thanks

Momma Drama

I… would not have advised dating a single mother for your first serious relationship, MD.

Dating someone who has a child – one who hasn’t left home, at least – has a whole host of challenges on top of the usual trials and tribulations of dating. One of them is understanding that you are, by necessity, going to be a lower priority than their child. This sounds cold but at the end of the day, you’re a grown ass adult and their kid isn’t. If a decision has to be made between the two of you, then the kid tends to take the tie. It’s part of being a good parent and putting him first is going to be the source of a lot of your girlfriend’s decisions… such as the fact that she doesn’t want you to meet her son yet. As much as it may suck for you right now, this is actually the right decision. It’s hard on children to be introduced to someone who they may bond with – someone who may become a parental-figure to them –  only to have them suddenly disappear when the relationship ends. On the other end of the spectrum, kids can often feel like the new boyfriend or girlfriend is a rival for their parent’s affections, especially if the split between their parents was recent.

This is one reason why most experts recommend not introducing a partner to their children until the relationship is starting to get serious… and even then to do so very slowly.

Plus, there’s the fact that your girlfriend just left her fiancé. That’s a pretty major life change, and she may not be ready to dive into a relationship that’s as serious as what she just left. Keeping things compartmentalized right now – baby in one compartment, you in another, never the twain to meet – may well be part of how she keeps things from feeling overwhelming or like she’s moving too fast. Not to mention: she has a one year old, soon to be a toddler. That’s going to take a lot of her time, energy and attention – attention she really can’t spare for you. The last thing she wants is to run into a situation where you and your son are wanting time with her. Yeah, it sucks that you don’t get to see her on days when she has custody, but it’s the right choice for her and her son.

The other thing to keep in mind is that her ex is going to be a part of her life. If they’re co-parenting and sharing custody, then she can’t exactly cut him out of her life. They’re co-parenting, which means that there’s going to be a lot of interaction between the two of them. Now this doesn’t mean that she’s going to get back together with him for the sake of her son; he’s her ex for a reason after all. But it does mean that this is going to be something that you are going to have to contend with, if you’re going to be dating her. If her spending time with her ex, even in the context of taking care of their son, is going to stress you out, then you’re going to need to manage your anxiety and face down those intrusive thoughts.

(The “just friends around people I know” kind of makes me raise an eyebrow; it makes sense to an extent, but I’m still looking askance at it.)

I’m not gonna like to you, my dude: you decided to start playing the game on Hard Mode right off the bat. This can be a rewarding experience, don’t get me wrong. But going into this, you’re going to have a lot of challenges from the jump that people in other relationships won’t face until much further down the line. , but you’re going to have

And one more thing: at the end of the day, MD, this relationship is going to have to be almost entirely at her pace. As much as you may want certain things from her – more time, more attention, what-have-you – you’re going to have to be ready to understand that she’s going to have a host of concerns above and beyond her relationship with you.

If you want this relationship to last, then you need to be cool with that.

Good luck.

 

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: Being A Virgin Cost Me My Relationship

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Hi Doc,

I am a 35 years old man who recently broke up with his girlfriend for 3 years, because I couldn’t handle the fact that she has had several lovers before me and I was an inexperienced virgin. I keep comparing us on that and I feel awful.

My life is severely fucked up due to family problems and as a result I have always been alone, feeling disappointed and with low self-esteem. I abstained from coming close to women. I met her through common friends.

She really loves me and I know I would have stayed with her, if it wasn’t for my constant urge to meet and have sex with other girls as I have never done before and “bridge the experience gap”. I never cheated on her and neither did she have a problem with me being inexperienced.

I feel I have lost my one and only precious love with whom I would like to spend the rest of my life. How can I proceed, feel good with myself and come back to her after all? I know from her own words that for the time being she is still there for me, showing her true love. Can I make it or do I have to cope with her loss to truly find myself and “grow up”, finding love with a new mate?

The thoughts that I am old, I don’t have many chances to settle down and that there will always be an abyss of experience separating me from the girls around my age buzz in my head and drive me mad.

Thank you very much in advance!

Virgin In The Wild

I get letters like yours all the time, VitW. Every time it’s someone who feels like there’s a window closing and that if they don’t somehow make up for their utter lack of experience, they’re doomed to never date, ever. When they do find someone, they then get anxious over the difference in numbers; they feel as though that their lack of experience means that either they are “missing out” somehow or that they need to balance out the scales so that they’re more equal with their partner, somehow.

Not that anyone can explain what equality is supposed to bring, exactly.

Here’s a truth: your experience – or lack thereof – isn’t the problem. Your problem is the importance you’re putting on it. The number of partners you’ve had is ultimately meaningless; it doesn’t mean anything other than “you slept with X many people”. It doesn’t automatically mean that you’re a more desirable person; people have sex for reasons that have nothing to do with the person they’re banging. It doesn’t mean that you’re a better lover; people can have lots of one-night stands because they’re selfish dicks who never get a return engagement. It doesn’t mean that you did anything right or wrong or anything else.

Here’s another truth: there is no amount of sex that’s going to be “enough”. When you’re trying to derive your value through how many people you’ve slept withespecially when it’s in comparison with how many people your partner has slept with – then all that’s going to happen is that you’re going to (maybe) rack up notches on your bedpost and still feel empty and unfulfilled. You’ll be trying to fill a bottomless hole with sex and wondering why you never feel any better about it.

The “experience gap” you’re worried about isn’t relevant. If someone is going to judge you based on how many people you have or haven’t slept with, then they are someone you don’t want to be in a relationship with. Someone who’s right for you is someone who accepts the number of partners you’ve had – whether it’s 0, 1 or 100 – as just part of who you are. There will always be people who’ve had more sex than you; that’s ultimately a null value set because it has nothing to do with you.

Being with someone who’s had more sex than you doesn’t mean that they’re judging you and thinking “man if only I had someone who actually had more than me.” It means that they have chosen you. You can either trust your partner and accept that they’re telling you the truth when they tell you that they want to be with you… or you move on.

And you, VitW, can’t seem to accept someone at their word.

Now it’s time for the Chair Leg of Truth: right now, you can’t go back to your ex. I’m sorry, but doing that is just going to destroy any chances you have of actually making that relationship work. One of the things I always tell people who want to know whether they should get back with their ex is that if you haven’t resolved the reasons why you broke up in the first place, you’re just going to replay your break up the second time around. Second verse, same as the first, a little bit louder and a whole lot worse. And you, VitW, have yet to deal with what broke you up.

You don’t need a loudmouth with a blog, my dude. You need a therapist. You need to find someone who can help you pick apart these issues and give you the tools to get your head on right. Until you do that, trying to rekindle your relationship with your ex is just going to cause more pain. If you don’t know where to find a therapist in your area, then you may want to start with the American Association of Sexuality Educators, Counselors and Therapists and find someone to your area.

I’m sorry that you’re hurting, my dude. But you need to address that pain before you try to date again. It’s the only way things are going to get better.

Good luck.


Hello Doc!

I just read your “Post Mortem” on the titled syndrome and… I actually had to bookmark it because I literally identified so much with both the person who wrote into you; as well as your very solid and rational advice on each one of his points. 
I’m… not doing as bad as he was I guess, at least from “a numbers standpoint”. When I was younger it was a competition between my mates on who could get more numbers/hookups/dates. So… I put a lot of time and effort into it… And have had a fair few long term relationships (OK not really, the longest was 3 months), but so many hookups and flings. I would like to see them again or more but we make out/do stuff/have sex for a week.. Two weeks and then it fizzles out for some reason.
I do the swipe right on everyone on tinder so I have 767 matches… Don’t get replies all the time I guess a lot of the girls I talk too don’t take it all that seriously. Erm.. Had a really good “copy pasta” message for okcupid and POF (like I once had someone message me back and tell me I stole it, even though it contains components from my very specific life, which is HILARIOUS because it means someone else was using it!), anyway that’s besides the point. Over the past 6 years that I graduated high school I’ve gone on something like over 1000 dates (yes I realize that sounds partly vain/sad/unbelievable and believe me I wish it weren’t the case). 
SOMETHING ALWAYS GOES WRONG!! The last 3 girls I was talking too, I’m mates with one of their exes, one blew off our date and stopped replying (happens fairly often) and I err kind of got irritated and blocked one because I thought she was leading me on (not.. Prone to this kind of behavior but it does happen every once in awhile, was much more common when I was younger).
I dunno what I’m doing wrong, mate. I’ve always had really low self esteem and thought I was ugly. It doesn’t make sense because I model for a living? (Like fitness/fashion/pageant); I don’t have 6 pack abs… But I’m reasonably fit I think. 
I have a physical disability, and I think it also contributes to my self esteem issues and depression and anxiety issues. I just really identified with what you said; thinking “I have chemistry with everyone who gives me a chance” and the mindset of thinking “women have all the advantages in the dating field”. 
I also seem to have issues with narcissism and ego problems. It’s hard to explain; like I used to get super butthurt when women didn’t reply on fb messenger or something silly like that. I don’t anymore because I’ve seen my exes inboxes and how many nonsense messages something could get lost in or whatever.
Could my attitude towards women be bleeding into my interactions with them?
Rational and obvious thought says nobody is owed sex and you are not entitled to dating someone, or their time. Nor is it a “needed” component of life. I just find myself super lonely without it, wondering and being jealous of all my friends who are in long term relationships.. 
And I find myself feeling like I’m singled out and victimized, even though that’s completely out of left field. I mean it’d have to be one massive conspiracy to specifically target me out of everyone else in the world so that’s totally silly, but yet it’s how I feel.
I’m just tired of being alone. I don’t want to take the stupid red pill anymore or have angry poisonous beliefs about women or “alphas and betas”; yet all I can think about is “I’m ugly, and the good looking guys are the one’s who have all the luck. Stupid douchebags with 6 pack abs! Rawr Anger! Stupid women for wanting to go out with attractive men!”
That was a heavily over dramatic version buuuuut.. I think you can understand the gist of what I feel? 
I don’t want to end up alone. Maybe I should get a kitten or something?
– Guy who thinks he’s ugly but is probably just woefully average
Um, my dude, I think you need to look back over what you just wrote to me. You mention feeling as though that having a physical handicap gives you a disadvantage and that you’re unattractive in one paragraph and in the other mention that you’ve had multiple hook-ups, flings and literally hundreds of matches on Tinder.
And then we’re back to the idea that you’re beta and ugly.
To quote the sage: “You keep using that word. I do no think it means what you think it means.”
So straight talk: yes, your attitude is bleeding out into your interactions with women. However you may feel about your looks, you clearly have enough going on that you’re able to get that initial interest, even dates and hook-ups. But the reason you can’t keep them is because, frankly, you’re a hot mess and women can tell.
You’ve got a real gumbo of issues here, dude. Let’s start with “SOMETHING ALWAYS GOES WRONG.” Of the examples you’ve given, one of them is just basic bad luck. Hey, you’ve got a friend in common and she’s decided that means she can’t date you. That sucks but hey, shit happens, wear a hat. You can’t control for bad luck, you can only roll with it and try agian.
The other two are, frankly, your fault. Yeah, some women will just up and ghost a dude and it blows, but if it’s happening to you frequently, then you need to take a moment to stop and do some serious examination about what all those experiences have in common. And frankly, the biggest common denominator those interactions have is… you. You’re dripping a lot of bitterness and entitlement here, man, and that’s in a letter to me. Trust me when I tell you, you are not hiding that from the women you’re talking to. Women are going to pick up on your attitude and decide they’d really rather just cut off communication and get back in the dating pool instead of dealing with you.
Now don’t get me wrong here: I get that you’re frustrated. I totally understand. Back in my bad old days, I was single more often than not and bitter with it. And trust me, that bitterness really drove people away. It’s not just being Eeyore, it’s being the dude who says “yeah I know, I’m ugly and also fuck you for dating someone else”. That alone is going to push people away. But then there’s also the way you’ve described your interactions with people. Getting pissy with someone because you suspect they’re leading them on? That’s not cool. Neither is treating dating as “I want to fit someone into the hole marked ‘girlfriend’ and I don’t care who.” People in relationships want to feel special and desired because they’re them and you want them specifically. If you’re making them feel as though their primary value to you is a warm body, they’re gonna NEXT you so hard your head will spin. Having competitions with your buds about who could get more hook-ups is part and parcel of the whole problem; it dehumanizes women to just being points in a fucked up contest. Yeah, I did that shit too back when I was a PUA; it was gross when I was doing it and it was gross when you were doing it. No woman out there, even those who dig no-strings sex with Johnny Rando, appreciates feeling like they’re an interchangeable cog.
Like Virgin In the Wild up there, you’ve got an attitude problem and a validation problem, not an issue with your looks. You’re trying to use women as proof that you’re not “ugly” or undesirable or what-not and that’s simply never going to work. That’s the bad news.
The good news is, like VitW, you’re recognizing that this is a fucked up situation and you need to change. That’s an important first step, man; you really can’t fix a problem until you recognize that you have a problem. And – more importantly – you’re picking up on the right problem that you need to fix. A lot of people never even get that far.
No amount of external evidence – up to and including that apparently you work AS A MODEL – is going to shut up that voice in your head if you’re relying solely on external validation for your sense of value. You need to learn to find your own value if you want to quit feeling like you don’t measure up to whatever unbelievable standard you seem to have given yourself. And much like I told VitW, the best thing you can do right now is talk to a therapist; working with a mental health professional will go a long way towards unpacking these issues and helping you move towards a more equitable relationship with a person instead of a cardboard cutout with “girlfriend” scrawled across it.
Good luck.

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Can We Learn How To Date from Games?

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Hey NerdLovers: I’m right in the middle of moving into the new office/studio, which means that there isn’t going to be a new podcast this week. But I don’t want to leave you all hanging, which is why I’m going to do something special. This Sunday, I’ll be doing a livestream hangout on YouTube, finishing up a bit more of the infamous Super Seducer game, taking some live questions and having a good time. Stream starts at 5 and will probably go until 7-ish. Come, bring your questions, bring your snark for Super Seducer. Be there or… be somewhere else, I’m not your manager. Follow me on Twitter for all the latest updates.

Meanwhile, you can see the first couple hours of the (ahem) experience:

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: How Do Fix Someone Who’s Afraid To Date?

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Hey Doc,

So basically I met this wonderful guy over the summer. I’m a graduating senior at college and he’s in his second year of a three year grad program at the same university.

Background on me- I had 2 relationships in high school. They were long term and pretty intense. I was completely in love and I have just had experience with love and relationships. 1st two years of college I was super single, did not even have a sex drive. Junior year I started using TINDER and BUMBLE and all that good stuff and I was hooking up with a couple of guys and just exploring my sexuality. Also I’m a short Latina, as nerdy as they come.

Background on him- He has tons of childhood trauma and a complex relationship with his mom, mental health, friends, girls who hurt him, etc. Like he flat out told me he doesn’t know what love is and believes he never will know. He has a stutter so his insecurities follow him every minute. He was also a jock in high school and a frat boy in college, so he’s the tall cool athlete antithesis to me. lol.

So in summer we sort of clicked and within 2-3 weeks of talking, we started hooking up. I knew that he was different than the other guys I had hooked up with. We really met each other at an intellectual kind of level. On the surface it didn’t seem like we had much in common, but here we were, still going back to each other. He made it clear that he didn’t want a relationship or anything, so I mentally knew I wouldn’t be to him all that I might one day want.

So Fall starts, the school year starts, and we keep talking, seeing each other, going on dates, staying over his place, etc. Mid semester he brings up wanting to be exclusive, but a few days later he kinda freaks out and we agree to just keep going like we were. By the way, throughout this whole time, neither one of us was seeing other people. We talked everyday and saw each other regularly. For his birthday in late October I surprise him with a camping/cabin weekend (I rented a car and everything) and we just have an amazing time travelling with one another. After that he says he really wants to be my boyfriend and we’re both so happy to kind of admit to each other that we really like each other and want to be with another. Highs and lows happen, but the lows always bring us closer together.

In December, he came to Miami (my hometown) to visit me for New Years. He met my friends and family and even though it was all pretty scary, we kept being solid. By this point I know that I’m falling in love with him but I am just enjoying that process. While on the beach, he asks me to be his date to his brothers wedding in March, and I feel so good to start the semester with that since we both felt confident in our relationship.

Fast forward to now. The wedding was tons of fun and it was nice to formally meet all of his family from his dad’s side. We’re pretty steady and just incredibly happy. We both express gratitude and care to one another constantly and it’s such an incredibly solid and healthy relationship.

The thing is that I am absolutely fucking in love with him. I know myself. I have fine tuned my intuition. Even my best friends sees how in love I am. Half of me has this great hope that this is it, and we will keep being happy and grow together and half of me is terrified of how crushed I’ll be when I inevitably lose him.

The other thing is that he has expressed being so traumatized with the concept of love that I am certain that if I tell him, even if he feels strong feelings for me, he’ll freak out and go into a crisis, push me away mode. I don’t know how to explain how I know that, but I really do. Maybe he’ll need space for awhile and I’m fairly certain he’ll come back to me eventually after that, but I don’t know if I can handle someone reacting that way when I tell them I’m in love with them.

The other thing is that I am graduating, so in his mind he has always kept this in mind and made it kind of like a mental expiration date. I have told him many times that I want to stay here in Boston after I graduate (love you Florida but nah no thanks) and I am applying to jobs here, but I understand how he is still defensive about that, and wants to keep those walls up just in case I do leave.

So I do think that he is trying to keep his walls up to protect himself and that he is trying his best to not fall for me (he is also big on control and freaks out when he’s not in control, especially of his feelings). I totally get that and respect that. So I do think that if I were to accept a job here and start looking for apartments, etc, he would start to address those walls and maybe take them down. I think he’s absolutely worth the wait. I try to be patient for him because I know that his trauma and his mental health often just makes all this stuff harder for him to handle.

But my mental health is now at stake. I can’t listen to music without breaking down, I have to cry and sit with my emotions everyday at night before going to bed, because being in love with him and keeping that inside and having to suppress that all the time is literally the hardest thing I’ve ever been through. It’s so overwhelming I can’t concentrate on my work. I know he would never want me to suffer silently when just telling him would bring me relief but I keep wanting to put him first and wait until he’s ready.

Should I wait until I find a job, apartment, etc here in Boston and reassure to him that I will be here and I want to keep being with him, or should I tell him now?

Stuck In Limbo

I pay a lot of attention to the language choices people make SIL. Call it a hold-over from having been an English major, but I find that word choice tends to provide insight into the writer’s state of mind.

Here’s what I’m seeing over and over again in your letter:

I think
I’m certain
Maybe
If
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All of these are describing – not your relationship with him, not even his state of mind but your assumptions about his state of mind. You’ve built up a very elaborate scenario in your head that, quite honestly, doesn’t match up with the rest of what you’ve told me.

I think you may have done what so many people have done before: you honed in on a conditional statement your partner made back in the early days of your relationship and you’ve treated it like it’s set in stone. And y’know, it’s good to pay attention to somebody’s limits and boundaries – especially when they’ve established them early on – but the thing you have to remember is that things change. What may have been true at the start of a relationship – or even before you started dating – doesn’t necessarily remain true when you’re both deep into it.

One of the things I’m always telling people is that the Defining The Relationship talk isn’t carving commandments in stone tablets on the top of Mt. Sinai, it’s the start of a conversation. The rules you establish at the start of your relationship may work for you then, but relationships grow and change, just as people grow and change. What works for you then may not work for you now, but if you treat them as inviolate and inflexible, you make it impossible for your relationship to grow along with you.

And that’s kind of what you’re doing right now. You’ve taken things he said early on before you two were dating or as deep into it as you are now and treated them as if they were handed down from on high.

But let’s look at how he’s acting:

  • Starts by saying he doesn’t want a relationship – ends up in a relationship with you.
  • Asks to be exclusive
  • Acts exclusive even when you two haven’t explicitly agreed to it.
  • Goes on vacations with you
  • Invites you to meet his family
  • Invites you to be his wedding date
  • Constantly expresses care and gratitude for you

Call me crazy but that kinda sounds like love. Now maybe he’s afraid of the L-word1 itself, it’s hard to say. But it’s hard to say because you aren’t willing to talk about it with him. You’ve pre-rejected yourself based on things he’s said that don’t sound like they apply any more.

So what you need to do is stop talking to a loudmouth with a blog and talk with your boyfriend. It’s time for the Awkward Conversation, where you sit down with him and talk about your relationship, where it’s going and where you want it to go. And it may be easier to frame it as talking about your relationship than just saying “Bee tee dubs, I’m in love with you”, because hey, this way you’re talking about things at a step removed. Once you feel more secure about where things are going and what the future holds for the two of you, maybe then you’ll feel empowered to actually say the words instead of thinking them at him as loudly as you can.

And to be perfectly frank, it’s better to start having that conversation now instead of waiting until things are juuuuuuuust right. Because, SPOILER ALERT, they will never be just right. Until you confront the Days of Future Past vision you’ve got going on in your head, you’re always going to find reasons to put things off. It’s easier to keep kicking a scary conversation down the road than to have it, but that just makes it impossible to move past it.

So, it’s band-aid ripping time, SIL. It’s scary, it may sting at first, but it’s better done quickly and getting it over than it is to drag it out and make things more agonizing.

But honestly? I think you don’t have anything to worry about. I suspect that if you actually muscle up and have this conversation with him? His response will be “OH THANK GOD SOMEONE SAID IT.” Because I suspect he may have the same worries that you do.

Good luck.


Hi Doc, my best friend is driving me crazy.

He is obsessed with women. He constantly talks about women’s bodies. Last week he even showed me his preferred type of eyebrow shape. WTF?! I have been a wing-person for him in the past, and when he sees a pretty girl, he doesn’t say anything. So when he goes on dates, he takes drugs so he can be “confident and outgoing”. Basically, I think he’s read so many dating articles on how to flirt with girls, that he can no longer be authentic.

Technically this is not my problem, but I don’t think I can continue being his friend because of his super unhealthy relationship to women. I will tell him “your hair looks nice” or “I like your outfit” and then he’ll turn around and say that women don’t find him attractive and don’t want to have sex with him. He’s gotten laid before and after a couple times, the women stop being interested. I believe this is because he treats them as objects in bed and can’t contain his excitement.

I don’t know what to do. I feel that if I confront him about the way he treats women that it will make his self esteem worse because he is sensitive to criticism. But at the same time, he keeps blaming women for his lack of sex and relationships, when it’s really his fault because of the way he treats, acts and behaves around women.

And if goes without saying, but his negative feelings about women, are just projects of his own negative feelings towards himself. What would you do in this situation? When I friend is getting in their own way and is blind to the cause?

Friend In Need

Being a friend isn’t always about support and just being there for someone. Sometimes being a friend means being the person who’s going to dopeslap someone upside their head when they’re being stupid. And while yes, it sucks that he’s sensitive to criticism and has low self-esteem, sometimes sweet words aren’t going to work to change somebody’s mind. It’s easier to brush off compliments – especially when one feels like the person giving them is biased – than it is to ignore the application of the Mallet of Loving Correction.

So here’s what I think you need to tell him: “OK, I will give you the blunt truth about what you’re doing wrong. Are you ok with this?” When he says yes, then you follow this up with “I want you to understand that I’m saying this with love and caring for you and I want you to understand I don’t think you’re a bad person but HOLY GOD YOU’RE BEING AN IDIOT. The reason you’re having these problems is because you’re being an inauthentic asshole and it’s pushing away the people who’d otherwise love to connect with you. If you’d let go of all the bullshit that you seem to think you need and just try being authentic and giving with someone, you might get people to stick around.”

And then you can slap a copy of New Game + into his hands and tell him to study it like gospel.

Honestly though, FiN, there’s not really much you can do to force someone to change their ways. I tend to side-eye the fuck out of Alcoholics Anonymous for a multitude of reasons, but the one thing they get right is that people won’t change until they’re ready to. Sometimes that means they have to hit the proverbial wall. Other times it means that well-meaning friends need to smack the stupid off them instead of giving the more pleasant-if-not-as-helpful bromides that we tend to give instead, less we offend them.

If you do confront him over this, remind him that the issue isn’t that he’s a bad person or that these are things that are intrinsic to him. The problems he’s having are the choices he’s making, and he can make different choices.

But to quote the sages: even when choosing not to choose, you still have made a choice.  And he may choose that path because he’s not ready to change, yet.

Good luck.

  1. No, not lesbian

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POST MORTEM: Am I A Cheater or a Victim?

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(Doctor’s Note: This letter involves discussion of sexual assault.) 

Every once in a while, I get a letter that requires more than the standard Ask Dr. NerdLove. Sometimes a reader has a situation that requires some in-depth examination to determine just what went wrong, where, how, and what could be done about it. These are what I call Post Mortems, where we cut open the cadaver of the relationship for some exploratory emotional surgery.

These are rarely pretty, often requiring some tough love and application of The Chair Leg of Truth. But on occasion, I’ll get a letter from someone who needs help picking apart a confusing and upsetting situation.

This is one of those. And because of the nature of the letter, I’ll be forgoing a lot of the usual snark and Chair-Leg-Of-Truth. This is someone who’s been through a traumatic experience and it’s time to help explain just what happened and why and – more importantly – how they can move on to heal.

So it’s time to scrub up, remove some emotional shrapnel, close some wounds and – hopefully – put them on the path to recovery.

Before we get into this, COV, You were taken advantage of. You were drunk and in no position to give consent. You didn’t cheat on your boyfriend, this was something that was done to you. I want to emphasize this again: this is not your fault.

Ok? This was not your fault.  Remember that.

Doc, I need your help. 

A year ago, I took a summer internship in a Large and New city, and my boyfriend of the time (who I am no longer with) also had a summer internship on the other side of the country. It was the summer leading into my senior year of college. I was completely alone in this new city, but overall doing well and enjoying myself. I think the combination of isolation and empowerment of succeeding in a new place emboldened me or something, but a few times I made the dumb decision to go out by myself on the weekends, hit up a bar, and meet new people.

I’m going to stop you right here, COV, because there’s a recurring theme in your letter that I picked up on very quickly. A lot of the way you’re telling your story sounds like you’re retroactively blaming yourself for what happened. Case in point: saying that you made “the dumb decision” to go out by yourself on weekends to meet new people. That’s not a dumb decision. That’s a perfectly legitimate way to meet people. The fact that you were at a bar doesn’t mean that your options are “get fucked” or “nothing”. Not every bar is a pick-up joint; many even have activities that encourage socializing and meeting people, not just going home with them. Similarly:

Obviously these new people were always men (women don’t tend to approach random other women at bars in my experience)

I’ve not found this to be true, to be honest. It will vary depending on the bar, the atmosphere and – obviously – the people involved, but many times women will strike up a conversation with other women, just as men will occasionally strike up conversations with other men. And hey, you could always be the one to start the conversation; conversational openers work just as well for approaching people for friendship as they do for trying to find someone interested in hooking up.

and I was well aware that they weren’t chatting with me in the hopes of making a Cool New Friend like I was, 

Fun thing: it takes two to tango. The fact that they may have started a conversation hoping to get laid doesn’t mean that they can’t either ramp things down if the other person is uninterested. Nor, for that matter, does it mean that they are incapable of cutting the line and moving on to someone who is interested in more than a Cool New Friend. The fact that they were hitting on you doesn’t mean that they’re now unable to stop the process or change their minds.

but I thought that my eagle-eyed awareness of the whole situation would somehow make me immune to anything bad happening?

This, unfortunately, isn’t true. Awareness can improve your odds, but it’s not a magic spell that fixes things… especially the actions of others.

I also think I found the attention validating, to be perfectly honest.

There’s nothing wrong with appreciating the attention from people who think you’re hot, interesting or any other positive attribute. The fact that you’re in a relationship doesn’t mean that you are no longer allowed to be flattered by people who’re attracted to you; in fact, seeing your partner through someone else’s eyes (to paraphrase Esther Perel) is often a core component to rebuilding the spark in your relationship. But again: there’s nothing wrong with enjoying the fact that other people are into you.

One such night, I ended up chatting with two guys about ten years older than me. We were hitting it off, and I joined them for the rest of the evening. We ended up going to a bunch of cool new places I hadn’t been to before and just had a fun time. It became obvious that they were ‘wingman-ing’ for each other, I had been picked for one, and the other was still on the hunt for someone.

This isn’t terribly unusual when it comes to folks looking for potential numbers, dates, or even hook-ups; one person decides that they’re interested in someone and the other is there to serve as support and facilitator. It only becomes a problem if the wingman is doing things like trying to facilitate a potential hook-up by, say, plying someone with alcohol or trying to help keep her friends from taking her away (as opposed to being fun and engaging).

This aspect of the night was obviously very weird and more than a little creepy, but I was having Cool Girl impulses and just went with it

OK this is something that comes up a lot with women in uncomfortable situations. Even in 2018, women tend to be socialized to Go Along To Get Along, especially when men are involved. Many, many women are taught to prioritize the enjoyment, comfort or initiative of others over their own interests. There’s a lot of social pressure to be The Cool One and ignore that the situation is setting off their Spidey-Sense.

(and knew if I mentioned that boyfriend I had out there somewhere they would probably not continue to hang out with me. I was quite lonely.)

First of all: the fact that you didn’t mention your boyfriend immediately isn’t a knock against you. It’s understandable that you were lonely, you were appreciating the attention and you were having a good time! Bringing up the fact that you weren’t single might have ended things earlier.

But it might not have either. While guys have a tendency to put Don’t Touch Someone Else’s Stuff over Respect Her Wishes in the list of Man Rules, this isn’t a hard and fast rule. Some of the common responses to what is sometimes called The Boyfriend Objection is “well is he here?” or “What, you’re not allowed to have friends?” In fact, there are PUA coaches who will specifically tell men to try to get women with boyfriends to assert their independence instead of saying “Oh, ok, cool, have a good night.”

Would it have been better to bring it up? It’s impossible to say. It might have changed things, it might not have. There’s no way of knowing. The fact that he existed may have sent the guys on their way. The fact that he was across the country from you might have encouraged them. You can what-if yourself into oblivion and you won’t get anywhere productive. The only thing to do is just work with what happened.

The night came to an end with pizza and everyone heading home.

The guy I had presumably been paired off with and I kept in touch and we ended up getting together again towards the end of my internship for drinks. A few drinks in, I thought we were headed to another bar, but it turns out, he had taken me to his apartment building.

Aaaaaaand this is where shit gets sketchy as fuck. Now, I’m a fan of inviting someone back to one’s play to, say, show off an awesome view. But I’m also a big believer in saying, specifically, that it’s back at one’s place. A lot of guys – and many PUA coaches – will lie or mislead women about going someplace else. They’ll phrase it like “I know a place that has great music and drinks” or “I know of this cool afterparty” and neglect to include “oh, and bee-tee-dubs, it’s also my apartment.”

He said he wanted to show me the rooftop patio, which was still a public space, so I decided not to turn around and go home.

Again: if he had said “hey, my apartment building has this amazing rooftop patio with an incredible view”, that might’ve been kosher. It would have been a great opportunity for you to decide whether you were going to go, tell him that you’d like to go but just so he knows, you’re dating someone or say “you know what? Nah, it’s been great, but I gotta crash, peace out cub scout.”

He also knew this. Which is why he didn’t say where y’all were going.

The whole duration we had essentially been going drink for drink, me not thinking through that he was about two times my size or that my “I’m two steps ahead of him so nothing bad can happen” plan (faulty to begin with) would not work so well if I was black out drunk.

One more time: this wasn’t your fault. Not paying attention to how much you were drinking wasn’t a good choice but the fact that you got drunk doesn’t absolve him from his actions. The fact that you were drunk doesn’t give him license to take assault you; he still had to make that choice to do so. He could just as easily say “hey, you’re a little drunk, let’s get call a cab and get you home.”

But he didn’t.

Basically, after a little bit on the roof, my memory gets SUPER fuzzy, but he took me to his apartment and I recall going to lay down on the couch and thinking that if I just went to sleep, I could avoid having to reject the advances I was pretty sure he would make. I did not want to cheat.

You didn’t cheat on your boyfriend. This was something that was done to you. This was not your fault.

I think he came over and roused me from my dozing to initiate things. I think that I was awake the whole time and I don’t think I said no or really did anything to stop him, but I only remember bits and pieces of what happened.

The fact that you didn’t say “no” hard enough or firmly enough doesn’t change things. You were drunk. You were in no position to give consent.

This, incidentally, is something that comes up a lot when we talk about “gray areas” surrounding sexual assault. For all the times that someone says “but they didn’t say no” or “they didn’t say no clearly enough,” even if, say, someone moves the other person’s hand or gets up and moves to the other side of the room, those same folks sure as shit seem to be ok with taking anything outside of “slapping them across the mouth” as an unspoken “yes”.

I know there was penetration, and I recall being in pain. I think I made some kind of noise or face or something because I remember him asking me if he was hurting me and I said no. I also remember him asking me if I was on birth control and saying I wasn’t.

This was not your fault. This was something that was done to you.

I woke up really early the next morning in his bed with no clothes on and only a vague recollection of what had happened. When he woke up, he began to initiate sex and I just kind of laid there and let it happen because I had no idea what to do since I had apparently already done things with him.

This isn’t unusual. Many people who’ve been assaulted have had the same reaction: that sense of “well I already let this happen before, so I guess I have to do it again.” A lot of times, it’s pure shock. Other times, it’s a form of survival instinct – you’re going along with it because you can’t be sure how they’d react if you said no.

Later on that morning after I left I texted him an apology for “being so out of it” that morning and I’m still not sure why I did that.

In all likelihood, you did this because you were still in shock. You were trying to have a reasonable response to an inherently unreasonable situation, and it’s easier to fall back on social programming than it is to process the fact that somebody that you trusted assaulted you. This is normal and understandable behavior and it does not change what was done to you.

After I got back home, I almost broke up with my boyfriend because I felt so badly about what happened.

You didn’t cheat on your boyfriend. You were raped. This was not your fault.

I did get tested for STIs and pregnancy just in case and luckily was fine on those fronts.

GOOD.

I haven’t told anyone I know about it because I know the choices I made at best were really stupid and at worst were really, really shitty and wrong.

It’s understandable that you didn’t tell anybody that you’d been assaulted. That’s something a lot of people have a hard time doing.

But this was not your fault.

You didn’t do anything wrong. Making poor decisions doesn’t make it your fault that he assaulted you. Drinking or getting drunk doesn’t make it your fault for having been raped. This was something that was done to you.

This was not your fault.

I still can’t really figure out if what happened was assault

YES. YES IT FUCKING WAS.

or if I’m just trying to make myself feel better about cheating.

YOU DIDN’T CHEAT ON YOUR BOYFRIEND. THIS WAS NOT YOUR FAULT.

I broke up with the guy I was dating at the time a few months ago for various unrelated reasons, but I think I thought that once we were broken up I could move past all of this and that hasn’t happened.

I’m not surprised to be perfectly honest. You had something horrible happen to you and it’s caused you a lot of pain and emotional suffering. That’s generally not something that you’re going to just walk off.

I never told my boyfriend about what happened because I feel like I come off so badly.

This was not your fault.

I knew what this guy was interested in doing before I hung out with him and still did,

The fact that he wanted to fuck you doesn’t mean that you were obligated to fuck him. The fact that he wanted to fuck you doesn’t make you responsible for his actions. The fact that you knew he was interested in fucking you doesn’t obligate you to invoke The Boyfriend or to call out his interest or anything else. He’s a grown-ass adult who’s perfectly capable of making his own decisions. And one of those decisions was to have sex with someone who – again – was blackout drunk

That’s on him, not you.

This was not your fault.

I didn’t really say no and actually think that had I said a clear no, he would have stopped.

A) You don’t know that. You’re blaming yourself and your mistaken feelings about your culpability onto him. In doing so – “He would’ve stopped if I said no” – you’re continuing to blame yourself for what happened.

B) Don’t forget, this is a dude who was OK with fucking someone who was blackout drunk.

C) You may not have said no “clearly enough” (which is bullshit), but you didn’t say “yes” either. And if there is no explicit, enthusiastic “yes” then he should have, I dunno, not had sex with you.

D) This was not your fault.

I feel terrible that I wasn’t brave enough to say no the morning after when I was sober again.

You are human, you were terrified and you were in a profoundly fucked up situation. You did what you felt like you had to to get through it. Stop punishing yourself for not being a fictional character and forgive yourself for being a reasonable person in an unreasonable situation.

This. Was. Not. Your. Fault.

If someone were to ask this guy, I feel like he would not agree at all that things weren’t consensual.

First of all: I don’t give a shit what he likely thought. This was someone who, in your own words, thought it was ok to start having sex with someone who was drunk and asleep. My concern about whether he thought it was consensual or not is precisely dick.

Second of all: this is another way of punishing yourself for your perceived sins. You’re prioritizing his view of the situation over your own experiences and using it as proof that you’re the one in the wrong and not the guy who raped an unconscious woman.

This was not your fault.

I have actually felt a weird impulse (not strong enough to actually do anything) to do reckless things that would put me in danger of a more stereotypical, cut-and-dry assault so I could just be a definitive, no gray area victim and actually feel worthy identifying as such instead of doubting myself and whether I’m just trying to excuse my own bad behavior.

Again, this is not unusual for people who’ve gone through what you’ve gone through. But the truth is that you don’t have anything to excuse. The idea that “real” rape is an armed stranger leaping out of the bushes or dark alley is rank and utter bullshit that’s caused no end of pain to victims of rape and sexual assault for generations. Most rapists are someone the victim knows, and the most common tool in rape isn’t a gun or a knife but alcohol.

Yeah, the Red Pill, MRA, MGTOW crowd and unaligned assholes will scream and yell about drunk sluts, personal responsibility, false rape charges and other such bullshit, the fact of the matter is: you were drunk. You were unable to give consent. This person assaulted you. End of story.

This was not your fault.

I’m just still at a loss as to what to feel, let alone what to do.

Cheater or Victim?

COV, I’m so sorry that this has happened to you. But here’s the thing: you’re strong. You’re hurt, but you’re not broken, and you can recover. What you need to do now, more than anything else is talk to someone. I’m honored you felt that you could open up to me about what was done to you, but who you really need to talk to is someone who specializes in helping people like you process what’s happened to them. I would suggest that the first thing you do is call The National Sexual Assault Hotline at 1-800-656-4673. Don’t let the fact that this happened a while ago put you off. The hotline will route you to a sexual assault service provider in your area and trained staffers will be there to talk to you about what happened and what to do next. They’ll be able to help you find people in your area who can help you heal and recover, provide you with long-term support and help walk you through what some of your options are for going forward. It’s safe, it’s anonymous and utterly confidential.

The other thing I would suggest is to consider opening up to at least someone among your friends or family. You’re going to need Team You, the people who love you and support you and have your back no matter what. If you don’t feel that you can open up to someone in your family or social circle, then I’d suggest finding a support group. You’ve had a traumatic experience and nobody should have to face that alone.

And the third thing I want you to do is to forgive yourself. You didn’t do anything wrong, and you’re carrying around a lot of unnecessary and undeserved guilt. At worst, you could’ve made some better choices, but none of this makes it your fault. Trusting the wrong person doesn’t mean you’re responsible for your own assault. Having had too much to drink doesn’t mean that you made this happen. You didn’t hold a gun to someone’s head and say “rape me or die”; you were lonely, you trusted someone who wasn’t worthy of your trust and they abused that trust.

Stop blaming yourself for what someone else did to you.

This was not your fault.

The fourth thing is, I want you to write back and let us know how you’re doing.

You will recover. You will healYou will be better.

I promise.

All will be well.

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Episode #71 – What’s Wrong With Men Today?

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What do Men’s Rights Advocates, popular self-help gurus, the alt-right and the movie Fight Club all have in common? They’re all trying to answer the question of “What’s wrong with men?”

It’s pretty undeniable that men are facing a tipping point in today’s society. Whether we’re talking about the changes inspired by Me Too movement, the fact that women now outnumber men in undergraduate programs across the country, the way the economy impacts gender roles or the ongoing question of just what does it mean to be a man now… men are in a state of change and flux.

And there are a lot of men out there who feel lost, confused, even a little scared. But there are people out there who use those anxieties against us. Why do men feel so disconnected and lost in this day and age and what is the answer to finding our masculinity again?

Show Highlights:

  • Why Fight Club remains relevant today
  • How MRAs, the alt-right and Jordan Peterson use a mythical “lost masculinity” as a recruiting tool
  • Why men feel disconnected from being men
  • Why the need for intimacy pushes men into hate movements
  • How men use violence to substitute for connection

…and so much more.

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Be Proud of Being A Man

Detoxifying Toxic Masculinity

Defining a Modern Masculinity

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: How Do I Overcome Sexual Shame?

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Hey Doc, first off I’m a big fan of your site and really appreciate all the healthy dating advice you give. I’m a 26 year old straight male and I’ve basically had intense shame about my sexuality for my entire adult life. It’s really held me back and makes it extremely difficult/impossible for me to seek out relationships.

Some background, and apologies if this is a bit long. I got my first girlfriend back in college when I was 17. We dated for about 10 months and I didn’t realize it at the time but it was an INCREDIBLY unhealthy relationship (possibly abusive? I’m not sure what qualifies). I’m now fairly sure she had something like borderline personality disorder, but being naive I mostly just took it upon myself to change to make her happy. She was extremely jealous and passive-aggressive, would accuse me of cheating if I so much as talked to another girl, would constantly explode at me over the tiniest things, made me basically cut most of my friends out of my life, etc. She also very early on (within a few months) started to frequently pressure me to agree to marry her, which I was extremely uncomfortable with but eventually gave in to and said I would consider it. But the worst of the problems revolved around sex.

Initially she seemed very interested in sex (she was not a virgin) and would talk about some kinkier stuff she wanted to eventually try. To my surprise, she said that she didn’t want to have sex until 6 months into the relationship, which I fully respected. However, she would somewhat frequently perform oral sex on me (never on my request, it was always her initiating) but would always turn down my offers to reciprocate. After 6 months we did start having sex, though it was very infrequent (I think maybe 4 times total). She always acted into it before/during, but afterward she would immediately call her mom and talk in front of me in Chinese (no idea what she was saying but it was very uncomfortable), and would seem upset/passive-aggressive for a while.

She had some really nasty sex-negative views which we would frequently disagree about. For instance she believed that a woman should only have sex with a man who was willing to marry her, otherwise she would be “devalued”, and that sex was a thing that women did for men to keep them happy. She would also slut-shame girls who dressed in revealing clothes.

Eventually, near the end of our relationship, she revealed that she apparently hated sex, thought kissing me was disgusting, and didn’t even like hugging me. Rather than being flattered/happy that I found her attractive, she basically took it as an insult. I said that we didn’t have to have sex or kiss anymore if she didn’t like it, so we stopped.

I should also note that during this time, my dad dumped my mom after 20 years of marriage for a woman 20 years his junior. It had devastating effects on my family, particularly my mom, and I hated my dad more than anyone in the world. I promised to myself that I would never be anything like him.

Finally after maybe a month or so of no sex, my girlfriend and I broke up, and she said some of the most hurtful things I’ve ever heard in my entire life: that I didn’t love her and that I only used her for sex, and that I was “just like my dad”.

Honestly, hearing this was my worst nightmare come true. Here’s why:

  • If a woman says no, I will absolutely 100% stop whatever it is I’m doing, and won’t push it.
  • If a woman seems hesitant but doesn’t say no, I will absolutely 100% stop whatever it is I’m doing and ask her if she wants to continue.
  • If a woman says yes/seems enthusiastic then I can trust that as a great sign to continue, right? … except I can’t.

Apparently for all those months, my ex-girlfriend hated sex and felt used/forced into doing it but said nothing. This is so incredibly horrifying to me. I was basically… forced to rape someone for months without realizing it.

On top of this, what my dad did, and the accusation that I was “just like him”, have caused me an incredible amount of shame over the mere fact that I’m sexually attracted to women in general.

After breaking up with my ex-girlfriend, I didn’t date or have sex or any relationships for over 5 years. I went into a pretty terrible depression and eventually got therapy for over a year.

I finally managed to find a girlfriend via online dating and we dated for a bit over a year and it was a MUCH healthier relationship.

However, it’s been about 9 months since we broke up and this deep-rooted shame is still really holding me back. I occasionally work up the courage to introduce myself to women and I’ve managed to go on a few dates via Tinder, but I’m absolutely incapable of making any sort of romantic/sexual moves, so the dates all just go nowhere.

In my mind, making a move = creepy, sexual assault, unwanted sexual objectification, irremediably insulting. I know it’s not rational or true, but it’s what I’ve been conditioned to believe. (It probably doesn’t really help that in an attempt to learn how approach dating/sex in ways which are respectful toward women, I spent years reading radfem-esque dating “advice” articles which were basically just big lists of all the ways men should stop being horrible, but no actual advice on what is desired/considered okay.)

Honestly at this point I don’t know how to move past this. I know that it’s unhealthy to focus on the worst possible outcome, and besides, as everyone seems to say, what’s the worst that could happen? You try to make a move but get rejected and it’s a bit awkward, right? Nope, the worst is FAR worse, and I know because it was my experience. I take rejection incredibly well. In fact, I almost prefer being rejected because at least I know that “no means no”, which is way better than “yes but secretly I feel violated/used/raped and I won’t tell you until after/possibly ever”. To make a move on someone means risking that they may feel violated, even briefly, and after my experience with my ex-girlfriend, taking this risk just seems completely incompatible with my drive to be a good person.

At the same time, the fact that I feel this way makes me feel like a nasty sexist asshole because it implies that women are fragile flowers who are incapable of handling a moment of discomfort. Obviously I don’t believe this on a rational level, but it’s the logical conclusion of my deep-rooted fear, and this also makes me feel like a bad person, because I do not want to be sexist.

In the words of Andy from The 40-Year-Old Virgin: “You know what? I respect women! I love women! I respect them so much I completely stay away from them!”

As I mentioned before, I did therapy for a while and it helped me sort out the reasons why I have all these hang-ups, but ultimately I can’t seem to move past the fact that my worst fears were actually proven true, and could happen again.

Do you have any words of advice to offer?

Sincerely,
A Guy With Issues

Before I get too deep into this GWI… I’m so sorry all of this happened to you. You were in an emotionally abusive, toxic relationship. The behaviors you list at the start of your letter – the explosive jealousy, the way she isolated you from your friends, the emotional mood-swings that always left you afraid to set a toe wrong – are all classic signs of an abusive relationship. The fact that she didn’t hit you or physically abuse you doesn’t change the fact that you were abused.

Like I told CoV on Monday: the things your girlfriend did to you are not your fault. Your ex – and thank all the fucking stars that she’s your ex – was hitting you where you were the most vulnerable. She was going out of her way to make you feel as though you were the bad guy in a relationship. Maybe she legitimately believed it. Maybe she was being deliberately manipulative. Doesn’t matter. She was abusing you and this was not your fault.

Maybe she changed her mind about sex. Maybe she had a bad association with sex. Maybe she was sexually active at first because she had to be but later realized she was asexual. Maybe she was dealing with religious or cultural shaming around sex. Still doesn’t matter.

She was abusing you and this was not your fault

You weren’t “forced to rape someone”, GWI. You were dating someone who was at best, dealing with a head full of bad wiring and emotional issues. At worst, you were dating someone who decided to leverage your anxieties against you as a means of control and punishment. You were abused and this was not your fault.

Your father leaving your mother was a tragedy and – again – I’m sorry it happened to you. But what your father did is nothing like what happened with you and your girlfriend. Your feelings around your father were another hammer that your ex used to hit you with. She leveraged the things that you feared and hated most and turned them around on you because this is what abusers do. They gaslight you, they convince you that you’re the bad guy, that you deserve the abuse because of all of your sins and crimes against them. They isolate you from your friends and loved ones so that you don’t have anyone else to turn to, who might have more influence over you than they do. They keep you off balance so that you can never feel comfortable or secure; you have to remain hyperaware of their moods lest they explode at you again. They make sure that they are the only thing you pay attention to or else.

You were abused and this was not your fault

You need to accept that damn near everything your ex told you was a fucking lie. You can’t trust anything she told you to be real because it was all part of the patterns of abuse. It was a way of controlling you and punishing you and keeping you compliant and servile.

I’m not the least bit surprised that you’re carrying around scars and anxieties from this, GWI. You were hurt, badly, by someone who you trusted and cared for. She deliberately inflicted pain on you in the most damaging way that she could. The shame you’re feeling isn’t real and it isn’t deserved, it’s the after-effects of what has been done to you.

But knowing this doesn’t make it easy to shake off. Those scars run deep, and the scars you can’t see – the ones that are inflicted on your mind and soul – are the hardest to overcome. This isn’t the sort of thing you can just will yourself past, nor is it something that can just fade with time. To really start healing from what was done to you is going to take professional assistance, preferably someone who has been trained to deal with these specific issues. It’s good that you went to therapy, but if you didn’t tell your therapist that you were coming from an abusive relationship – especially if you didn’t or haven’t realized it yet – then you weren’t going to get all the help you needed.

You need more than a loudmouth with a blog, GWI. You need someone who’s trained to help victims of emotional abuse and sexual trauma. Fortunately, you can find them. I suggest that you go to the American Association of Sexuality Educators, Counselors and Therapists website; they have a directory of therapists who specialize in issues surrounding sexuality and sexual shame. Find one in your area who deals with victims of abuse. And don’t forget: you can fire your therapist. A relationship with a therapist is like any relationship; if you two don’t click or get along, then it’s not going to help. If the one you’re working with isn’t helping you or you’re not comfortable with them, then find another one.

Don’t let the fact that you’ve been traumatized by this fool you, GWI. The scars you are carrying don’t mean that you’re weak. Quite the opposite: you’re strong. Stronger that you realize. They’re a sign that you survived. You got out of that relationship and you realize that you need help. That’s an incredible strength. You can heal, you can feel better.

Give yourself permission to take time out from dating. Forgive yourself for what your ex did to you. Forgive yourself for buying into her lies. Recognize that you were abused and this was not your fault.  Find yourself a therapist and focus on your healing for now.

You will be better. And write back to let us know how you’re doing.

All will be well.


Dear Dr. NerdLove,

Sorry, this is going to be a long one.

I want to help my best friend of 10 years. Let’s call him S. He’s gay, came out of the closet back when we were in high school (2009/2010), and has a very supportive family. However, S has always had some self-esteem issues and many of his partners have cheated on him. He often uses dating apps to find his partners.

Just over a year ago he started seeing this guy, we’ll call him D. For the record, I haven’t met D, but I’m my S’ confidante and have seen text messages etc. There are a number of reasons I haven’t met D, the primary one being that he is currently cheating on his live-in girlfriend and no one in his life knows about his relationship with S. If that wasn’t bad enough, he also has 3 kids from two other different women. He doesn’t have custody of any of them (yet), but 1 who has some learning disabilities is moving in with him this summer.

There are a number of excuses that D uses for why he can’t be with S but why he continues to see S anyways. They include: the fact that his girlfriend co-owns the house with him, the fact that he doesn’t want to upset his kids because they are close with the girlfriend, and his business related ventures that always make it an inopportune time to break up with the girlfriend. S stays because he is madly in love with D and because D claims that he’s from an older time and can’t possibly come out of the closet (even though he’s had sexual relations with men before S).

I have called bullshit on D, and explained that at the very least he could leave his girlfriend without coming out of the closet but S always makes excuses for his behavior. I get that kids are involved and should come first, so that part of D’s behavior I can forgive, but it still comes down to the fact that S is clearly the lowest on D’s priority list. I’m also worried about S because whenever they fight D preys on S’ insecurities and often will gaslight S telling him that he’s being too demanding or crazy when S questions D’s feelings for him.

How do I get S to see that he’s just wasting his time and is going to eventually have his heart broken again?

Sincerely,
Already Tried Intervening

So you know that Percy Sledge song “When A Man Loves a Woman”? It kind of applies here: a person in love is often willing to overlook all kinds of bullshit because love isn’t just blind, it sticks its fingers in its ears and goes “LALALALALALALALALALALALA I CAN’T HEAR YOU”. And that is intensely irritating for everyone around the fool in love because sometimes you’re yelling at them that they’re about to do a Wile E. Coyote off a cliff.

Unfortunately, you can’t force someone out of willful blindness. Because that’s what’s going on here: your boy S is being willfully blind. Maybe it’s dickful thinking, maybe it’s issues about deservedness that lead him to chasing after someone he knows he can’t have. Whatever the root cause may be, S has chosen to pursue this guy and you can’t make him change his mind. S is going to keep walking off that cliff until the day he looks down and gravity kicks in again. Which will happen.

It’s glaringly obvious that D is not going to leave his girlfriend or come out of the closet. This puts S’s relationship with him on a timer that’s going to run out, sooner rather than later. It’s only a question of when it ends – likely messily and all over the place.

You can’t argue S out of wanting to be with him, nor can you stick toothpicks under S’ eyelids to force him to see. He will always point to D’s reasons. But D’s reasonings – whatever they may be – don’t really matter. They’re just excuses. What matters is that D is hurting the people in his life – S, his girlfriends and also his kids. And someone who’s willing to do that to people who love and care for him is someone who has stamped themselves with DO NOT DATE.

The only person who can make S realize that… is S. Pushing harder against this will ultimately run the risk of pushing S away because let’s be real: nothing makes love more appealing than when the world is telling you that you can’t have it. Dick almost always wins in the end. And the last thing you want to do is push S away because when this blows up – and it will – he’s going to need you, more than ever. So have one last conversation with S on the topic. Point to the ways that D is signalling that he will never leave and that the relationship will never be what S wants. And then… drop it. Let him know that this is the last time you’ll discuss it with him, but you love him and support him and you’ll be there when – not if, when – he needs to talk with you over this.

And when it does blow up… don’t tell him “I told you so,” ATI. He’s already going to feel used and humiliated; don’t rub it in. Just be the friend he needs – even if he didn’t listen to you when he should have.

Good luck.

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Ask Dr. NerdLove: How Do I Make New Friends?

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Hey Doc,

I am a recent college graduate who is struggling to make new friends, and was hoping to hear your thoughts on this issue.

I currently have a small but solid group of friends left over from college, who I would describe as eccentric nerds and would-be intellectuals, as well as a SO. But, my SO and I will be moving out of state in the near future to a place where neither of us have any preexisting connections. In the past, I’ve met most of my friends through other friends, but now I’ll have to almost completely start over socially, and I really don’t know what I am going to do.

I’ve wanted to make new friends since graduating–if nothing else to practice before the big move–but even after reading your articles on the topic I’m still feeling at a loss as to how to do it. I’ve tried going out to bars and local events, but people at these places attend with their preexisting friends and don’t show much interest in talking to new people. I’ve also tried attending a few Meetups related to my interests, but at these most of the attendees are regulars mostly interested in socializing with other regulars.

To make things more difficult, I just don’t seem to click with the new people I do manage to interact with, even at events related to my interests. When I start talking to new people, the conversations mostly consist of awkward small talk, leading to me and the other person feeling awkward and causing the conversation to fizzle out. I just don’t feel like I have much in common with most people out in “the real world”, and I’m not sure where to find people that I do have more in common with. I did find (a few) people that I had more in common with in college, but after college it seems like they have become a lot harder to find.

I just don’t understand how people make new friends when they move to a new city and have to start over. Any advice would be much appreciated.

– At A Loss

You’re dealing with an incredibly common problem, AAL. College is a time – the last time, really – when it is incredibly easy to meet people and make new friends. It’s a perfect storm of what you need to make friends: a large pool of people approximately in the same stages in life, with similar interests and relatively few demands on one’s time. You’re in a setting where socialization is not just accepted but encouraged and where you have enough in common to bridge the gaps between what you don’t share.

Once we graduate… we almost never find a place where those same conditions all fall together. So instead, we have to improvise. A lot.

Now, the general formula for making friends is commonalities + intentionality + time spent together. This is one of the reasons why a lot of people find their social circles often revolve around work and/or church; they’re places where you see the same folks over and over again. You have two of the three things you need for friendships to bloom. But friendships don’t happen spontaneously; that stops happening once you’re out of grade school. If you want to make new friends, you have to make them happen.

Let’s take what you’ve been doing, AAL. You’ve actually been doing a lot of the things you should be doing. Leveraging your interests to meet people is one of the best ways to find folks you’re compatible with, whether you’re looking for a friend or a relationship. So going to Meetups and joining groups that revolve around the things you’re passionate about is a great start.

The problem is that this is only one part of the formula. You can’t just roll up and expect things to click into place for you. Sure, this happens on occasion… but more often than not, you’re going to have to put in more effort than that. As I said: one of the core components of the “meet new people” formula is time. You even said it yourself: most of the people you encountered at these Meetups want to talk to other regulars.

You know what this means?

You need to become a regular. Right now, you’re the New Guy… and depending on a lot of dynamics, new people may come and go on a weekly basis. It’s a little hard to want to invest the time in someone who may just never show up again.  The more that people see you at these events, the more likely they are to talk with you too because, hey, you’re part of the group.

But you also need intentionality. This means that you don’t just join a new group and wait for the bonds of friendship to magically appear. You have to be putting in the work. This includes being the one to make the first move. Yeah, it’d be great if every Meetup was filled with people who are eager to greet and befriend the new members. But honestly? Most of the time, people prefer what’s easy and familiar. It’s easier to fall into old patterns with the people you already know than to create a new groove with someone else. So you’re going to have to make a point of being the guy who is actively seeking out new friends. This means making a point of introducing yourself to the regulars and joining in the conversations. While this can feel intimidating, it’s not that different from navigating a party. You’re in a social space, where mingling and meeting new people is part of the social contract. Don’t get me wrong: you don’t have to be Mr. Hyper-Social, going around and introducing yourself to literally everyone and forcing your way into conversations, but you are going to have to be willing to take the initiative. Otherwise, you’re going to run the risk of being the wallflower, and that’s just not a great way to meet people.

But another part of intentionality is bridging the gap between small talk and real talk. Part of what builds strong friendships is the willingness to get real with someone and not just talk about polite, easy topics. Now I don’t mean that you have to suddenly FEELINGSDUMP on someone you just met about the time your hamster died and how sad it made you, but you are going to have to learn how to use small talk as the on-ramp to deeper, more meaningful conversations.

Part of why small talk can be awkward is because people feel like it’s a weird formality and treat it like “God, I guess we’re doing this.” Instead, treat it as a way to get to know someone. Think of it less as a polite necessity and more as how you find out what you two have in common. Treat it almost like a game: what is interesting about this person and how can you relate to it? By showing actual interest, you’re showing them warmth and consideration… and people respond to that. And don’t forget: we like people who show interest in us. We are all our own favorite topics, and letting someone know that you want to get to know more about them and what they think is giving them a gift. There’s a reason why we say “interested is interesting.”

One more thing to keep in mind: odds are that, at the beginning at least, you’re going to have to be the one who’s actively pursuing a friendship with the people you meet. If you leave it for other people to remember to include you or to reach out to you when you’re still new… well, it’s probably not going to happen as often as you’d like. This has nothing to do with you as a person and everything to do with how the human brain works. We’re routine-based creatures because, frankly, our brains are lazy. Routines are efficient and easy; we do them on autopilot. Changing those routines can be difficult because you have to make effort. As a result, it’s not unusual for people to fall back into the same old same old. It’s not (always) that they don’t like you, it’s that you’re just not part of the routine that they’re used to. The more that you make yourself known and present, the more that you can disrupt the usual patterns and create room to build a new one… one that includes you.

TL;DR: you’re on the right track, AAL. The key is just that you need to remember to include the rest of the formula. A little more time and a little more intentionality will go a long way towards helping you make new, awesome connections in your new city.

Good luck.


Hello Doc,

My ex-wife and I have a wonderful child together. She has primary custody, so the child lives with her. I recently made dating profiles on apps like Coffee Meets Bagel and Bumble, but I don’t have any information about the fact that I’m a father on those profiles. I went on a successful first date for the first time since our divorce, and I’m going to see this woman again. In the back of my head, I felt like I was talking around the fact that I have a son, like I was lying by omission. Should I have included that I’m a dad in my profile or mentioned it on my first date, or is that something that can wait until a second date?

If I didn’t mention it before, how do I share that information without freaking her out on the second date? I know that I should apologize for not mentioning it, but I also don’t feel like I need to broadcast that information about myself to a stranger that I’m meeting for the first time. What’s your guidance?

– Single Dad Dating

This is one of those topics that comes up a lot in dating advice circles: at what point do you bring up topics about yourself that might be a potential dealbreaker? The exact nature of the dealbreaker can vary wildly. Sometimes it’s a discussion about dating when you have herpes or are  HIV+. Other times it’s about relationship types, such as when one is in an open or non-monogamous relationship. Still other times it’s about lifestyle issues or having children.

And to be perfectly honest, if you ask four different advice columnists, you’ll get five different answers. Some people will tell you that you should disclose immediately – preferably even before you go out on a date with someone – so that they can make an informed choice. Others will tell you that – especially when dealing with issues that carry undue negative stigma – that it can be better to wait until the second or third date, so that your date can get to know you as a person instead of whatever stereotype they may have in their head about that particular dating speedbump. And still more would say that it’s not something that ever needs to come up until it will directly affect the relationship.

I tend to fall somewhere in the middle. On the one hand, I’m a big believer in putting one’s cards out on the table early as a way of filtering out incompatible matches. On the other, there are some issues that carry negative stigma that is wildly disproportionate to the actual impact has. And on the third hand – yes, I have three hands because I spent too much time around toxic waste trying to get super powers – there are also issues that may directly affect one’s personal health and safety if you disclose to the wrong person at the wrong time.

So to me, the question of “when do you tell someone” tends to depend precisely on what it is you need to tell them.

In the case of the fact that you’re a single parent… that’s something that should probably come up sooner, rather than later. Having a child is going to impact your potential relationship with these women pretty quickly. To start with, there’s the question of what this will do to the potential future of your relationship. While there’re women out there who’re looking forward to being mothers, they may not be up for it just yet. And while you aren’t saying “I’m auditioning stepmoms for my son,” some women may feel as though that’s part of what’s happening. They’re going to want to have the option of at least being able to weigh how they feel about this vs. how awesome you are as a person.

The other is how having a child will impact your relationship logistically. The fact that you don’t have primary custody means that you aren’t scheduling your life around your son – not to the extent that your ex-wife does – but it still means that it can affect when and how you can see your potential girlfriends. This will, in turn affect how they may feel. To some women, this will be no biggie; not everyone is going to expect or want someone who’s always instantly available or to spend every free moment with a new partner. To others however, it may mean that there will be too many times when you’re just not able to see them.

So I would suggest at least bringing up that you’re a single dad in your profile. It gives people the ability to weigh how they feel about the logistical issues around dating a single dad before they invest emotionally in a relationship that may not work for them. I know some folks buy into the “easier to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” angle, but honestly, it’s better to not be in the position to have to have that awkward conversation in the first place.

As for your current date? Bring it up during the date – not as a “oh god I’m so sorry I kept this shameful secret from you” but as a “hey, I like you and since you seem like someone I’d like to see again, here’s something you should know.” You don’t need to apologize – first dates aren’t court depositions, after all – but, you should explain that you don’t bring it up unless you feel like the other person has potential. After all, you have the right to filter out people who aren’t right for you too. Afterwards, explain just how this might impact things: you don’t have primary custody, here’s how often you see your son, you’re not looking for a mom for him, etc. Again: this isn’t a shameful secret, nor should you treat it like one. It’s part of who you are and what makes you the man you are now. With luck, your date will understand and recognize why you didn’t bring this up immediately.

If not… well, that’s a sign that things weren’t going to work out anyway.

Good luck.

 

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Episode #72 – What Does Positive Masculinity Look Like?

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Toxic masculinity doesn’t mean that that being a man is toxic, bad or even undesirable. At the same time non-toxic or positive masculinity doesn’t mean apologizing for being a man or trying to be as gender neutral as possible.

While toxic masculinity refers to behaviors and beliefs about manhood and masculinity that are lauded as positive and to be emulated when, in reality, they’re painful, detrimental or destructive to the individual or society as a whole, positive masculinity expands what it means to be a man – physically, emotionally or even socially.

But it’s while easy to talk about what positive masculinity isn’t, it sometimes can be hard to conceive of what it is. So let’s examine just what positive forms of masculinity look like in the modern era.

Show Highlights: 

  • Why toxic masculinity isn’t about apologizing for being a man
  • How positive masculinity exists beyond Terry Crews and Captain America
  • How Mr. Rogers’ gentle, caring manhood influenced a generation
  • Why sex is an important part of positive masculinity
  • What it positive masculinity says about how to be a man

… and so much more.

Related Links:

What Can We Learn From Jessica Jones?

Captain America and the Power of Non-Toxic Masculinity

The New (And Impossible) Standards of Male Beauty

What Can We Learn About Masculinity From Pacific Rim?

The Broken Masculinity of The Punisher

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