Thanks for the tag, I think....
We are all here because women don't want to fuck us. I don't think there's any right or wrong way of coping with that because everyone is on their own journey.
I'm 41, I've fucked hookers. I still get shivers down my spine when the fat-ass ticket collector on the train walks down the aisle, and her fat ass pushes against me in my seat.
We are a species that uses sexual reproduction, that means we have primordial drivers to want to touch and fuck deep down in the lizard part of our brains.
We are also a social species like chimps or dolphins, we want others to bear witness to our journey, respect us for our struggles and accomplishments, and share with us.
I can hug my adult sister and "all" I get from that is the love of a brother and sister,who have always supported each other no matter what.
I can get a hug from my 18yo niece and NGL it's complicated because she is one of the most beautiful women anyone could ever hope to get a hug from.
I've had colleagues at work who have been huggers, and their hugs can feel maddening, teasing, emasculating or just empty depending on the mood. But if I am honest with myself that is probably more about my moods than anything else.
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