Normally I wouldn’t write a thread like this because I don’t like reading threads where other people whine about their lives, and I don’t expect people to want to read threads where I whine about mine. But I have no one I can go to. I just need to get this out of my system because I fear that if I keep it inside, I don’t know what I’ll end up doing.
I have this friend who I thought was a really awesome friend; I could talk to her about anything, and she would actually listen. It’s not every day you come across those, so I was pretty excited.
A couple weeks ago she found out I’d never had an orgasm. She went on and on about it, like, “I can’t believe you’ve never had an orgasm! JEEEEEEEZ!” For hours. And then it turned into days. And she still brings it up. It makes me feel deficient, like part of me is broken and now I’m subhuman. I never thought not-orgasming was that big of a deal; it wasn’t something I ever expected. But she made me feel like absolute shit. So I got a vibrator and I went to town. For five nights in a row. With no results at all. I can’t even get myself close when that’s all I focus on for an hour. And I wasn’t tense or frustrated any of those nights–I was completely relaxed and at ease. In fact, the reason I stopped trying was because I was starting to get frustrated, and I knew that wouldn’t help me at all. Anyway, so I can’t orgasm, and my friend thinks this is the most abnormal, outrageous thing ever.
The other night, she asked me what I was doing this weekend. I mentioned that I wasn’t really doing anything, since all of my other friends had plans all weekend. She said that it depresses her how I’m so negative all the time. How I won’t “give college a try”, whatever that means (she wouldn’t explain). I’m cynical for a perfectly good reason–I’ve been burned in the past (including by this friend), and I’m sick of it. If I don’t expect anyone to want to hang out with me, then I don’t get depressed when they don’t want to hang out with me. If it ends up they do want to hang out with me, then I can get excited. I use my cynicism to protect me. This is what I call pessimistic optimism–if you expect the worst, then you won’t be disappointed when the worst happens; if the best happens, then you’ll be excited because you weren’t expecting it. This is the particular philosophy that I adhere to.
So she kept going on and on about how I’m so negative and I won’t “give college a try”, and I just really started feeling pathetic. And she’s done that in the past, kind of lament how “anti-social” I am. And now I’m re-evaluating my friendship with this girl. She’s making me feel like shit, and I don’t really get any benefits out of her.
Why haven’t I told her any of this? Good question. I just don’t feel like being confrontational. It’s [normally] easier for me to stew about this privately, and work it out on my own. But it’s building up. I really don’t have any other friends I can talk to about this. I’m starting to feel really worthless because of the things she keeps telling me, and the stress of this combined with the stress of school is really bearing down on me. I had to get this out before I did something I would regret. And for what? Something that’s my own fault, because I’m too chickenshit to work it out.
Anyway, I think I’ll be having a conversation with this girl sometime soon.
For any of you who’ve read this far, thanks for listening.