I’m going on an emotional diet… from men who are luke warm about fucking me

Yep… I’ve had enough.

There is something so casual and terrible about knowing you are a mid-level priority to someone who frankly could get scared away from confirmed plans with a gust of wind at this point.

I know what it looks and feels like when a man wants me. I’ve had men attend university lectures with me (they didn’t go to school) just to spend time with me. I’ve had men come to the laundry mat with me if it meant we could spend that time together. I’ve also seen men call in sick to come over and see me.

I also know what it looks and feels like when men are less than enthusiastic about seeing me. These are the men that find excuses instead of solutions when it comes to scheduling/planning.

There is no point in negotiating with someone who isn’t interested in you… who is “energetically turning away from you” (which is how I experience it as an energy empath). What I find fascinating is how fast it happens. How hard it is to actually find someone to fuck casually and reliability. How short some men’s sexual attention span is with the same girl.

I don’t enjoy feeling like an option… especially a secondary one. What’s the solution? It’s time to remove myself from casual sex with single men. Time to shift my focus, effort, and energy into finding a man who makes me feel special… a man I can make feel special in return. Time to find a man with space in his life for me. Someone who cares how I feel and whether my needs are met. Someone who shows up for me… even in the fucking rain.

No more having only “day of” plans (no scheduling) with someone who can’t hold a fucking day in their calendar for me. Fuck that bullshit. If I’m treated with less consideration and respect than a dentist appointment then I’m out.

Frankly… I could put up with a lot of this BS if there was a reliable source of quality sex on the other side of it… but there isn’t. 🤷🏼‍♀️ There are a lot of men who sing a different tune after fucking one time and then suddenly become too busy to respond to texts and disappear into the night.

My issue isn’t with casual sex… it’s that I was upfront about what I wanted out of it… Ongoing casual sex. Not a fuck and chuck. Not a one-hit wonder. Yet that’s seems to be what I am getting in return. Either the men I engage with are being dishonest with their intentions… or it’s hopeless to find a casual FWB to fuck me more than 3 times.

So if there is no payday (sex) for putting up with feeling like an option to someone… then what is the point? There simply isn’t a logical justification to continue.

As a skilled and experienced poker player, I know when to “fold em”… and get up from the table. 

TorontoUnicorn 😘