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” “Oh,” said the patient, “Domestic violence issues. One of them I got put in jail, and she’d moved on once I got out. “And why, exactly, were you beating your wife this time? “She was yelling at me, because I was cheating on her with one of my exes.” “With your ex-wife? ” “Yeah.” “So you beat up your wife, she left you, you married someone else, and then she came back and had an affair on the side with you? But he’s interesting more for his anomalously high number of victims than for the particular pattern.One I just grew tired of.” “You’ve beaten up all five of your wives? Last time I talked about these experiences, one of my commenters linked me to what was later described as the only Theodore Dalrymple piece anyone ever links to.The 100, The Affair, The Americans, American Gods, Archer, Arrow, Ash Vs.[Content note: Gender, relationships, feminism, manosphere. Quotes, without endorsing and with quite a bit of mocking, mean arguments by terrible people.First, I read Alas, A Blog‘s recent post on the subject, MRAs And Anti-Feminists Have Ruined Complaining About Being Single.Second, I had yet another patient who – (I feel obligated to say at this point that the specific details of these patient stories are made up, and several of them are composites of multiple different people, in order to protect confidentiality.“Why do rich white kids who got legacy admissions to Yale receive cushy sinecures, but I have to work two grueling minimum wage jobs just to keep a roof over my head?
Such a response would be so antisocial and unjust that it could only possibly come from the social justice movement. I’ve been thinking about “nice guys” lately for a couple of reasons.
I’m a harder worker than they are, he said – and I believed him – so how is that fair?
And of course, like most of the people I deal with at my job, there’s no good answer except maybe restructuring society from the ground up, so I gave him some platitudes about how it’s not his fault, told him about all the social services available to him, and gave him a pill to treat a biochemical condition almost completely orthogonal to his real problem.
Meanwhile, here I was, twenty-five years old, never been on a date in my life, every time I ask someone out I get laughed at, I’m constantly teased and mocked for being a virgin and a nerd whom no one could ever love, starting to develop a serious neurosis about it.
And here I was, tried my best never to be mean to anyone, pursued a productive career, worked hard to help all of my friends. Even three years ago, I knew there were Henry-like people – your abusers, your rapists, your bullies – and it wasn’t hard to notice that none of them seemed to be having the crushing loneliness problem I was suffering from.
Some analogical discussion of fatphobia, poorphobia, Islamophobia.