Nonperson wrote:
It's not the media. It's plain survival instincts.
Imagine you are surrounded by seven-foot-tall bodybuilders who may possibly be attracted to you.
Now imagine one of these is acting slightly odd and unstable.
There you go.
My problem exactly (I'm a foot shorter than seven feet though). Women find me attractive, but when I approach one and start talking... My psychopath "friend" (one hell of a sob but an unmeasurable source of mind f*&$ing exchange) tells me to loosen up and imagine I'm licking a mirror covered with honey liquor. I just can't stop analyzing, studying and observing, while people seem to go on with their lives (I used to be so much more perverted before my diagnosis 'sigh')