My T is perfectly accurate when he tells me that my radar is set to a certain type of woman. Damaged. Unattainable. Sexualized. Filled with neuroses and pathologies. I never disagree with him but I always wonder, what the hell else am I going to be attracted to?
I was this way long before PTSD. Partially from my satanic mother as well as being introverted, eccentric and "one of a kind". Interpret that as you will. What the hell do I have in common with a suburban yoga mom? Or a country girl into hunting and bonfires? I was raised in the city, piss poor and surrounded by damaged, traumatized toxic people. All I know is depression, nihilism, absurdity of life stuff.
So now that I have PTSD, how does my T or anyone expect me to (eventually) date? Who? Who would date me, as a now unemployed and perhaps unemployable overeducated neurotic broken man who barely leaves the house and just wants to read and listen to music and be in silence and hopefully one day, peace? What yoga-mom or average mid-40s woman with a career, kids etc would want anything to do with me?
And what would I want with them? I can only talk deep and serious. I can't do small-talk reality TV horseshit. Or gossip. I don't care about material objects. Or money. Or that yoga/meditation/Feng Shui-on-Oprah garbage that passes as deep wisdom today.
What do you do? How do you, or can you, fix that radar?
I was this way long before PTSD. Partially from my satanic mother as well as being introverted, eccentric and "one of a kind". Interpret that as you will. What the hell do I have in common with a suburban yoga mom? Or a country girl into hunting and bonfires? I was raised in the city, piss poor and surrounded by damaged, traumatized toxic people. All I know is depression, nihilism, absurdity of life stuff.
So now that I have PTSD, how does my T or anyone expect me to (eventually) date? Who? Who would date me, as a now unemployed and perhaps unemployable overeducated neurotic broken man who barely leaves the house and just wants to read and listen to music and be in silence and hopefully one day, peace? What yoga-mom or average mid-40s woman with a career, kids etc would want anything to do with me?
And what would I want with them? I can only talk deep and serious. I can't do small-talk reality TV horseshit. Or gossip. I don't care about material objects. Or money. Or that yoga/meditation/Feng Shui-on-Oprah garbage that passes as deep wisdom today.
What do you do? How do you, or can you, fix that radar?