A dear friend is being pursued by an insatiable wealthy man. He wants her and offers money for monogamous companionship, and has given plenty of money in the past. My friend has no other income at this point, but monogamy is not her nature. My friend is just as insatiable for youth and good looks. She’s in her mid-fifties. She yo-yos with the heir, and fully admits, that if not for his money, she’d have no interest in him. Yet her need for security is overwhelming. The heir, by the way, is handsome, has a fantastic, hard body, is intelligent and sensitive. Do you think this woman could benefit from counseling? She says it all boils down to chemistry, and she doesn’t have it with him. Is chemistry really worth the sacrifice??
On a recent TV documentary (perhaps one of the episodes of the Evolution miniseries on PBS), they performed an experiment wherein a whole bunch of men were asked to wear the same underwear for a few days without showering or bathing. Each man’s underwear was then put in a separate sealed plastic bag. Then, a bunch of women were asked to smell the underwear and pick which one smelled the most “attractive” – i.e. which man’s scent did the most for them, consciously or unconsciously. The women were not allowed to see which man any pair of underwear belonged to. At the end of the experiment, each woman by-and-large preferred the scent on the undies of whichever man happened to have the most complementary immune system to hers. In other words, each woman chose a man based on their mutual … well … chemistry.
Maybe this friend of yours doesn’t like the way the wealthy man’s underwear smells.
I understand fully about your friend’s situation, as something similar happened to me. However, I married the not so chemically attractive mate, enjoyed the money for a short while, and died like a gutted animal, left with no inner workings of my own. Wealth creates a dictator and a certain amount of arrogance, regardless of sensitivity. The controling spouse eliminated my real freedom, filled my days with boring fundraisers, dinners, theatre and the like, when all I really wanted to do was camp alone in the mountains. Money will kill you quicker than the illusory fear of having no money. Tell your friend to let go of the yo-yo, the parachute will open, the universe is friendly.
I understand fully about your friend’s situation, as something similar happened to me. However, I married the not so chemically attractive mate, enjoyed the money for a short while, and died like a gutted animal, left with no inner workings of my own. All feeling and joy were eventually extinguished, in exchange for cash/trash. Wealth creates a dictator and a certain amount of arrogance, regardless of sensitivity. The controlling spouse eliminated my real freedom, filled my days with boring fundraisers, dinners, theatre, tourist cages and the like, when all I really wanted to do was camp alone in the mountains. Money will kill you quicker than the illusory fear of having no money. Tell your friend to let go of the yo-yo, the parachute will open!! Why is the wealthy man so obsessed with your resistant friend? Perhaps, he is the one who could benefit from the counselling.