If you pick up a book specifically aimed at guys looking to get involved with women, there is a basic starting point that they all have. ‘Don’t be desperate.’ There are various techniques for addressing the possibility of being desperate that are discussed. And each of those has it’s advantages and disadvantages. However they all stem from the perspective that a guy looking to get out on a date is desperate. Desperation is pictured as the worst possible starting point for dating, and you have to become not desperate in order to be successful with women.
There is a problem with this stance. Being desperate is a really bad place to start from. Women can tell you are desperate almost the moment you walk into a room. Some may even equate the emotion to having a stink about it. But it is not the worst place to start. That place is Contentment.
If you either ‘are’ content with being single, or live in such a way that shouts ‘I’m OK, Don’t worry about me, if nothing happens, that’s OK too.’ then you have to change that first. That change may go through desperation, or possibly straight to being an engaging, fun person to be around, confident and all the things that a woman is looking for either short term or long (depending on your own goals) but it’s somewhat unlikely. In many cases you’ve developed some bad habits that you will need to make changes to.
My own case. In December of 1988, and January of 1989, three things of importance to me happened. Somethings I’m pretty happy about, and something equally shaped me, but was another sign of something already happening.. The things that I’m happy about will get just this brief notice, which may seem odd, but it affects a lot of other things, so I’m going to include it. In December of 1988, my daughter turned 4, and in January of 1989 my son turned 1. I’m very proud of both of them. Also in December of 1988, I had my first divorce hearing, and in January of 1989 my divorce was finalized. Why the birthdays of my daughter and son are important to what follows is that at the time of our divorce, they were both living with me, and I had full custody. The reasons for why that happened are not important. It happened. For the next 9 years I retained full custody. I made a few mistakes, and after 9 years we ended up exchanging custody.
In trying to be what I viewed at the time as a responsible single parent, student, and all, I really didn’t go out and get involved in any of the various social scenes where we lived. Oh, I can come up with lots of excuses. Money was tight, I couldn’t afford a baby sitter, no relatives in the area to ask to watch the kids, The real simple matter is that I found the divorce pretty unsettling, had not developed a lot of frineds and was not in a position where I was likely to be inoved in a social scene that I could have dated within. And I got comfortable there. I had my kids, there was no pressure to go have more kids. From then until now, I’ve dated somewhere between 5 and 10 times, depending on what you call a date, and none of them got to so much as the groping stage. A couple involved a bit of kissing, but I doubt anyone would consider that news to write home about.
I can come up with lot’s of reasons why, but I never felt like it was a good idea to bring a date home. You can make what you will of possible reasons for that, but the ultimate explanation is that I didn’t need to, so I didn’t, and sinc the daet was not going anywhere, they didn’t progress.
And while I’ve been ‘content’ I would not say that I was satisfied. They are two different things. Content means that there may be better options than what you have at hand, but the work to get to the point where you can enjoy those options isn’t worth the effort in your mind. Satisfied means that you’ve really got a pretty good thing going. There may be better options than what is satisfying you, but this is really good.
I suspect that there are a lot of guys, and probably a lot of women too, who happen to be content. You are actively looking for and reading books about dating. You may even be trying the suggestions out, but there’s something missing. Oh, you have the desperation licked, it’s out cold. It’s just, that this dating stuff is a lot of work, and, I’d rather sit at home and watch some TV, or work on a project, or… There is no urgency in dating for you.
Ok, I can here some of my friends, “What, what do you mean no urgency? Don’t you want to get laid? Sex is just about the best thing about being human!” and so on. In response, Yes I do want to get laid. I do think it’s just about the most fantastic thin that has ever happened in my life, and I want very much to do that again. However I’ve gon all this time without getting laid, and I’m not exactly dead, so what’s the hurry? I want it to be with someone I care about (Or other excuses.)
The reality is I got content. I do consider the sex I’ve had to be some of the very best experiences in my life. OK, some of it was sort of dull, at least if you ask my ex. (I certainly am not going to claim that we went through the entire Kama Sutra in the 4 years we were married, but there were definitely times where sex seemed to be mechanical, I’m sure that was true for both of us, and not always at the same time. And not only does that make for bad pr0n, it isn’t really good for wanting to get involved in a relationship either.
I wouldn’t have been interested in dating if I didn’t think there was something better than what I was living through. But as I say, pretty much every guide on how to get out and date presumes that you are starting from being desperate. You’ve built up this deep need to get laid. That woman might reject you and you are afraid that it will leave you devastated. And as I’m reading it, I can see where that would be the case for most guys, but I’m not sure how it applies to me. Because it doesn’t. I’m in the state beyond desperate. Not quite apathetic, but it’s close enough to not make a significant difference.
I’ve been in a rut, and it’s time to get out. That is going to take a lot of cleaning up. There’s a lot of garbage that’s accumulated that needs to simply be thrown out, donated, sold off, etc. I may get to the point where I am desperate. I kind of hope not. but the objective is to get to the point where there is urgency in meeting and getting involved with the women I am interested in. From there? There is a universe of possibilities.
I doubt I’ll be ‘documenting’ all of the stuff that happens along the way. I’m pretty sure that most people would think it is boring. Certain friends I am looking to to keep reminding me that there is something wonderful beyond where I am, and whether they are involved in that for me or not, I’m not going to get too concerned about.