Jenisi
Mar 17, 2012, 08:46 PM
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Okay okay hold your horses. Now before you ready your keyboards to smash me in the face through your PC screen, this is an issue of my own, its MY fault for thinking this way and for where I am mentally at the moment, and I'm only posting here for advice.
I will try to make this as short as possible. I am 26 years old.
Due to moving around the world very frequently and my bad eating habits, I found myself 25 years old, 143 kilos, unable to attract any women around me, and a victim to frequent depression. I had not had the feeling of receiving attraction from any woman, and I still had not had my first kiss. Yes, I could have done more for myself, but its never too late to start trying, so I decided to have a Sleeve Operation (stomach section removal), and I stood a thin guy 6 months down the line.
I meet a girl I used to know in my home country about 7-8 years ago, and we start texting. The texting starts as fun and before I know it turns flirty and sexual. We meet up again after 2 weeks, and although advised by my friends to hide my past, I say to myself "what if she could understand me?". I tell her face to face that yeah I was always insecure about my weight and it actually hurt that I had never had my first kiss yet. Things moved on, we had our first kiss that night and got to second base. I saw her 3 more times after that. Communication was there but I felt she was losing interest. She asked me if I was sure I wanted to have sex with her, reason being; 1: It would have felt rushed, 2: She studied in a city 5 hours away. Nevertheless, I was in love already and wanted to make it work. I offered to go see her every week and do my best to commit. She wanted a 1 week stand before moving away.
She basically cut it off 2 minutes into sex saying she feels too guilty. My insecurity takes over, me telling myself I didn't do too well to satisfy her in those 2 minutes, and her telling me everything would be all right and holding my hand plus rubbing my back while I'm driving her home. She never wanted to meet up after that. I never saw her again, and the text messaging died. (We were together a total of 5-6 days).
Now 6 months down the line I meet a second woman. The sparks fly and everything seems great, were insanely turned on by each other (I can feel she is), fingers crossed my senses are sharp there. We meet up twice a week, she is 22 and works a lot of hours, thus we have limited time. She WANTS to have sex from what she explains and judging our late night calls/flirting, but when a chance comes there's always a problem, either she hasn't told her parents she will be home so late and doesn't want them to have to call her (its usually this reason) or other reasons where I feel that "If I had more experience maybe I could have managed".
Yeah, I've got a complex. Every time I get heavily depressed when I go back home, and I don't know what to do about it. The one night it hit me while she was in the car, and after nagging me, I told her its because of me not being with another girl for 3-4 years since I was fat, insecure, and worked a lot of hours in my previous country.
I feel like I want to tell her the truth. The pain I felt when I saw young couples in their springtime of romance was heavy and the type that sunders your soul. Yeah, good for them, I was happy for them, but not for myself. I want to tell her I am a virgin still but I am afraid she will lose interest in me or see me as a jackass. All my friends tell me not to and play it cool, but even they are surprised as to why I get depressed when I find out "tonight = no sex again".
I do not blame this girl. If you prefer yes I blame myself, and I KNOW 1 month is too soon, but why am I feeling this? What can I do to work on it? I got a psychiatric prescription back then with the first girl I ever had my first kiss with, and it didn't help with the depression, so I stopped taking the medication (light medication, nothing heavy).
Thank you for your time. To those people with much more serious problems than this one, be strong, love with all your heart and best of luck with your issues. Sorry if I have offended you with this not so serious problem I just posted.
Okay okay hold your horses. Now before you ready your keyboards to smash me in the face through your PC screen, this is an issue of my own, its MY fault for thinking this way and for where I am mentally at the moment, and I'm only posting here for advice.
I will try to make this as short as possible. I am 26 years old.
Due to moving around the world very frequently and my bad eating habits, I found myself 25 years old, 143 kilos, unable to attract any women around me, and a victim to frequent depression. I had not had the feeling of receiving attraction from any woman, and I still had not had my first kiss. Yes, I could have done more for myself, but its never too late to start trying, so I decided to have a Sleeve Operation (stomach section removal), and I stood a thin guy 6 months down the line.
I meet a girl I used to know in my home country about 7-8 years ago, and we start texting. The texting starts as fun and before I know it turns flirty and sexual. We meet up again after 2 weeks, and although advised by my friends to hide my past, I say to myself "what if she could understand me?". I tell her face to face that yeah I was always insecure about my weight and it actually hurt that I had never had my first kiss yet. Things moved on, we had our first kiss that night and got to second base. I saw her 3 more times after that. Communication was there but I felt she was losing interest. She asked me if I was sure I wanted to have sex with her, reason being; 1: It would have felt rushed, 2: She studied in a city 5 hours away. Nevertheless, I was in love already and wanted to make it work. I offered to go see her every week and do my best to commit. She wanted a 1 week stand before moving away.
She basically cut it off 2 minutes into sex saying she feels too guilty. My insecurity takes over, me telling myself I didn't do too well to satisfy her in those 2 minutes, and her telling me everything would be all right and holding my hand plus rubbing my back while I'm driving her home. She never wanted to meet up after that. I never saw her again, and the text messaging died. (We were together a total of 5-6 days).
Now 6 months down the line I meet a second woman. The sparks fly and everything seems great, were insanely turned on by each other (I can feel she is), fingers crossed my senses are sharp there. We meet up twice a week, she is 22 and works a lot of hours, thus we have limited time. She WANTS to have sex from what she explains and judging our late night calls/flirting, but when a chance comes there's always a problem, either she hasn't told her parents she will be home so late and doesn't want them to have to call her (its usually this reason) or other reasons where I feel that "If I had more experience maybe I could have managed".
Yeah, I've got a complex. Every time I get heavily depressed when I go back home, and I don't know what to do about it. The one night it hit me while she was in the car, and after nagging me, I told her its because of me not being with another girl for 3-4 years since I was fat, insecure, and worked a lot of hours in my previous country.
I feel like I want to tell her the truth. The pain I felt when I saw young couples in their springtime of romance was heavy and the type that sunders your soul. Yeah, good for them, I was happy for them, but not for myself. I want to tell her I am a virgin still but I am afraid she will lose interest in me or see me as a jackass. All my friends tell me not to and play it cool, but even they are surprised as to why I get depressed when I find out "tonight = no sex again".
I do not blame this girl. If you prefer yes I blame myself, and I KNOW 1 month is too soon, but why am I feeling this? What can I do to work on it? I got a psychiatric prescription back then with the first girl I ever had my first kiss with, and it didn't help with the depression, so I stopped taking the medication (light medication, nothing heavy).
Thank you for your time. To those people with much more serious problems than this one, be strong, love with all your heart and best of luck with your issues. Sorry if I have offended you with this not so serious problem I just posted.