I believed important choices would feel dramatic, most just stop being available.

I’m sad that some paths only exist if you walk them early.

I don’t know how much of my personality is habit rather than choice.

I don’t know whether my kinks are authentic or adaptive.

My sense of self collapses slightly when no one is watching.

I worry I’ve confused stimulation with intimacy.

I’m more sexually shaped by fantasy and accident than I admit.

I want to be treated like a king but I’m terrified of the day I’m not strong enough to lead.

I read to feel informed and impress people, not to change.

I mistake familiarity for truth.

My opinions align suspiciously well with the people whose approval I want.

I don’t know how to stop striving without disappearing.

My emotions feel like a personal malfunction, this can’t be the way other people experience them.

I’m calm only because nothing is... See more

I confuse intensity with meaning.

I confuse comfort with failure.

I secretly feel satisfied when other people fail because it makes me feel less behind.

Wanting more makes me feel ungrateful.

I’m carrying grief and I don’t know how to get rid of it.

I resent people who got what I wanted without paying what I paid.

I’m waiting for clarity so I don’t have to risk being wrong.

I use preparation as a socially acceptable form of fear.

I’m angry at people who moved on while I was still thinking.

The key factor isn’t income itself, but women’s perception that their partner feels threatened or insecure in his role as provider.

When women believe their partner’s masculinity feels fragile, they report higher sexual anxiety, less honest sexual communication, lower sexual satisfaction, and fewer orgasms.

Faking orgasms appears to function as a... See more