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22 June 2006
A startling decision Due to recent events, I have decided...→[More:]
I'm fine. It's just that casual sex--even sex with friends--has stopped being fun and has started to become depressing. That's when you know you have to stop.
I wonder if there's a 12-step group I could join...?
Speaking for myself and some of the other more *challenged* male members of the metachat community, there's always the possibility of swapping from casual sex to awkward formal sex.
It'll still be depressing, but depressing in that "terrible sex and then he started crying" way.
I went through that a couple of years ago. Strangely (or not), once I stopped looking for casual sex I found someone to have relationship sex with. Like, two weeks later.
A terrible consequence of being as sexually experienced as I am is that I don't have a lot of patience for a partner who can't at least figure out that me moaning like a banshee and saying, "Yes! Just like that!" is a sign that he/she should just keep on doing what they're doing and not to stop unless they get a serious muscle cramp.
One of the funny things that's a result of this decision was a) I met a very hot Scottish man at one of the bars near the convention hotel this weekend and it really tested my resolve (but I persevered!) and b) all my casual sex friends are kinda mourning the loss, but also congratulating me on the decision.
It's kinda funny how I came to this decision, too, because it was over the course of about a week where I had sex with three guy-friends (on different occassions) where I knew (or guessed) that things wouldn't go anywhere relationship speaking and as a result, I don't think I had as good a time as I would have if I'd been in a relationship with them. When even casual sex stops being fun... that's another sign you know you need to stop.
And then you don't, 'cause you're like "Oh Holy fuck! There's a fucking cat staring at me through a hole in the fucking ceiling! What. The. Fucking. Fuck!?"