I caught a severe case of "one-itis" a few years back that like totally fukked me up. Being adopted and already having attachment issues, and dealing with the experiences of my "one-itis"..I battled with an self prescribed (fukk a therapist, the googles is all i need) extreme case of depression. It caused me to just totally shut down my human experience and go into "hibernation mode" for a while. I was on probation for a weed case, so I really couldn't go out, which pushed me further down the rabbit hole so to speak....porn, K2 (legal weed b.s which fed into my paranoia) on the daily. I fukked around and found an ad on back page. An asian massage parlor. I went and had my epiphany (pun intended) as Chun Li was fondling my balls, I came up with the realization like dude, I'm a college graduate, great job, just started a audio/video production hustle, ladies say that im handsome and I have what's the equivalent of a febreeze can hanging between my legs (rant) .... that it's more than one chick out there who's willing to fondle your balls. You shouldn't have to chase, I mean, don't get me wrong "courting" is the shyt, if the feeling's are mutual, but that unreciprocated love is the devil's pie....fukk that noise....I'll never again chase the p*ssy ....I'll go to Chun Li when in need. Work on my craft, and let the chick find me. Cause yeah, really it aint that serious.....
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