From: Somewhere Texas
It must be my day for idiots. First I got the guy who wants to be the tied up human ashtray. By the way, he says he'll be in town on Sunday. Then I get some idiot who thinks I need "An intensely intimate relationship with an experienced mature man who's in touch with reality and to whom you're devoted might do it." He even knows that Gary just passed. I guess he figured that submissives are so weak they require a Dominant all the time.
Well contrary to the idea that you need a dominant, I dont think anyone needs anyone.
And considering how recent your loss was, certainly not now, or in the near future, given the average time a person takes to mourn such a major loss.
So, in response to the guy that thinks you need a dominant, send a response:
If you decide you are that desperate for a dominant male, you know a gun loving paranoid paramilitary conspiracy theorist in Texas with delusions of being an intelligence agent for some, as yet unnamed extraterrestrial space faring Empire and you would go there simply because it is a guarantee that it would be anything but boring.
And you need something that would make you smile or bust a gut laughing.
You could then add that this individual is working on a HAM radio remote controlled dildo since he feels that the blue tooth or wifi controlled dildos are discriminatory.
While I admit that the letter does, to a large degree, describe me, it is not meant to imply that one of your discerning tastes would consider anyone as crazy as I am as anything more than a friend that does care and knows what you are going through.
As to your loss, it is my opinion, the hurt never really goes away, because even today, 20 plus years after the fact, I still sometimes think I hear her voice, smell her favorite perfume, or hear her famous "You cant be serious... oh shit, you are serious." at some of my ideas. I miss her as much today as the day I lost her.
Which, admittedly, may be the reason I have yet to find someone to fill that part of my life.
Boy, it sure would be nice if we had some grenades, don't you think?
You cannot control who comes into your life, but you can control which airlock you throw them out of.
Paranoid Paramilitary Gun Loving Conspiracy Theorist AND EQUAL OPPORTUNI