madbutnotmad wrote:
I am rubbish when it comes to woman / flirting etc.
I generally don't flirt, find it kind of distasteful or something. I don't really understand it.
Well, I enjoy flirting, as you can tell.
It is a pleasant distraction and and interesting way to learn about a person.
For me, flirting is a entertaining psychological game.
The "trick" is to "know when to hold them, know when to fold them, know hen to walk away, and know when to run."
madbutnotmad wrote:
Although I would say that I am not really the best looking man in the world.
Over the years, i have had some really beautiful lovely woman hit on me, but
I have turned down some of these opportunities due to my own rigid morality.
Some of the opportunities that i did not take the opportunity to take advantage of
is when I was in a long distance relationships with my crazy religious ex-wife before we were
married. But also when i was single, when I was at Uni, an absolutely beautiful young woman
bluntly asked me for sex and I turned her down because she had a boy friend who was not
at Uni.
I also had a really lovely girl ask me out at Uni, and through nerves, I turned her down too.
That also was a real blunder.
Also, when on a course for a martial art coaching qualification course, a really lovely
beautiful Spanish woman asked me out. Which i quiet stupidly invited the other guy from
my area who was on the course with.
Which she didn't think was cool and dropped us.
Kay sera, sera...
madbutnotmad wrote:
So yep. Not that it happens that much these days.
Although i also think that we as ASD people also miss out on opportunities to hit on potential mates too.
Its like we are logic robots who don't have any skill in this area. Not very good at getting what we want.
I was hit on, when I was around 34, by a woman who was way outside my league, on a number of levels.
I reasoned that I had nothing to offer her, so I didn't take up the invitation.
I was still suffering from a breakup at the time.
In hindsight, it was the right thing to do, and I have no regrets.
I was a total mess.
But look on the bright side: "Life's a biatch, and then you die."
The misery eventually ends, for us all.
madbutnotmad wrote:
Sad for us. really. Although perhaps in some ways a protection mechanism.
Like Taoism. the way of no way, success in non popularity.
Life is an abomination.
Once I'm out of here, I ain't coming back, trust me on that.