Alone in a Desolate Sea of People

Please Help Guide Me on My Journey

As a manly man from the South, it’s hard to admit that I’m lonely. I don’t think I could utter those words to someone else. It’s not that I don’t have people around me, I do. As I reveal more about me in days and weeks to come, you will find that I’m surrounded by people and predominantly women. Sadly, that does not impact the loneliness.

My search for a companion is gaining clarity, but finding that compatible lost sole in this massive sea of deception is both daunting and exhausting, I am looking for a purely authentic, unwaveringly honest (at least with me), insanely adventurous, overly kind and stunningly beautiful woman who can challenge and inspire me to live my best life.

If I find her, I will give myself over to her as well as the world and all that’s in it. (As long she appreciates this gift and me.)

Oh, and she has to put up with me and be accepting of my baggage and relationship timelines. (More to come about that later.)

Is the description of what I want in a woman the rarest of unicorns?

Love Entry: #6 (Huge Update!)

When you last saw me, I was writing my blog. Sarah #1 was drunkly passed out in my bed and something bad may have happened to her. Fast forward to the next morning. I was up already on my computer working. She refused to tell me what really happened the night before. We did engage in a conversation that was somewhat awkward. (The conversation was probably premature and I think I handled it awfully.)

I have neglected to mention that in the next month Sarah #1, and I are supposed to travel on a 4 night excursion together. I’ve already bought her plane ticket. I tried, though very poorly, to explain that I don’t want drama, I don’t want lies, and I only want to chase after a woman that wants me to chase her. I think I failed miserably in getting my points across.

She did tell me, “I want you to chase after me.” She also said,” I was the most intriguing person she had met in a long time.” I have an uncanny ability (next level, scary mind reading type mentalist abilities) to tell when people are not being completely honest. Most people don’t believe me, but it is an incredible gift, it makes me highly effective at my job, and it’s an exhausting curse because people lie ALL THE TIME!

I think those 2 statements were mostly honest, but I know she’s not being honest about other things. Should I even care at this point? Here’s my problem. 1) I kinda like this girl. She fits a lot of what I’m looking for. 2) I’m not sure I can ever really trust her, as I don’t believe she can ever be 100% honest with me. (Insert massive sigh and slight dejectedness here!)

This is making me withdraw from her.. WHAT DO I DO?

ANY COMMENTS OR ADVICE???

Women thy name is Drunk

Please Help Guide Me on My Journey…

I was speaking with a close female friend today. She lamented about a women’s online group she’s involved where they tell horror stories about how awful men treat them. They are literally begging to find men who treat women well.

I think this is one of life’s greatest conundrum. If you treat a woman wonderfully, respectfully, with great care, and with ravenous passion, they seem to get bored with you quickly. You are too easy to possess and in my experience, this turns women off. And…It’s frustrating to watch men treat women like rhinoceros excrement and watch these high-powered confident women by day keep coming back over and over to these men at night. (Maybe I’m saying this with a slight twinge of frustration.)

I’m in search of a woman who will accept with a high degree of appreciation a passionate, romantic, kind, on some occasion charming man. I want a woman who will worship the ground I walk on and in complete fairness, I will worship hers.

Love Entry #5

3/10 sorta. I cannot make this stuff up. Here is my life and my luck with women. I’m traveling. I’m staying in a nice hotel, and tonight, I’m all by myself with no one to join me for dinner. I find a great restaurant, sit at the bar, and the bartender is a Goddess. (Let’s call her Kat #4). I adored her. We had an engaging conversation. We connected. We even added each other on Instagram. I was a lion in the Serengeti stalking a most beautiful antelope.

Did I mention that Sarah #1 was supposed to meet me tonight??? She told me yesterday, we would go out when I got in town. After not hearing from her all day, she informed me, she was in town but had a “business” event she had to attend. She told me she would come see me at the hotel after, and we would have a drink. I was not holding my breath!

Back to the bar… I’m having an intense but poetic conversation with the Goddess, and my phone rings. (Dun Dun Da!) Its Sarah #1. She is sobbing uncontrollably where I can barely comprehend her, and she begs me to pick her up at a bar twelves miles away. So what do I do??? (This is where you say, “No he didn’t!)

You guessed it, I jumped in an Uber (I had been drinking) and went to pick her up. After getting her in the Uber, she’s sobbing and telling me something really bad happened. I’ve asked her all these questions. I don’t know if some guy dumped her, if she was raped or if someone hit her. It’s all so confusing!!! I call a female friend, and she speaks with her. She becomes incoherent. I think she may have been given a drug.

She is passed out, fully clothed in a diagonal position across my entire King sized bed as I’m writing this. I will get clarity in the morning and take her to the hospital, the police or home depending on what I uncover.

Don’t judge me on how I am handling this, but I’m all ears for your advice.

I need your advice. Please chime in!

The Gruesome Broken Heart

Please Help Guide Me on my Journey

I’ve had my heart torn apart twice. The first time, the perfect women of my dreams died. It forever changed the course of my life. My soul shattered in an instance. She and I fit together like perfect puzzle pieces depicting an epic sunrise. The second time I loved a woman she committed my deadly sin, she lied. It was about something stupid, but it cured my blindness to the brutal truth that she would never love me the way I loved her. All these years, they are the only two.

There is this connection when “True Love” exists that is more powerful than anything in this universe. It is my contention that most people never experience the grandeur of this love even once. My curiosity seeks to understand if can I find this Love in again another woman that has the capacity, courage and vulnerability to love me with the same all-consuming passion that I love her. Stay tuned for the conclusion of this wonderful love story or soul-crushing tragedy.

God has a funny, mysterious, beautiful and sick way of going about things.

Love Entry #3:

2/10 on day 2 of my challenge. Again I was a Lion! I approached a women sitting at the bar tonight of a local restaurant. We exchanged phone numbers. She was not my usual type with the exception of being a former college athlete, and I’m not 100% sure she’s not a Lesbian. If she is, we still had an engaging conversation. We didn’t make future plans, but I have her number.

My negative self-talk told myself she thought I was too old for her or too male, but who knows? The facts are: I approached her with courage and fearlessness.

ANY ADVICE??? OH, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT THIS POST, I NEED ALL THE HELP I CAN GET…

Fearlessness, Courage, Stalking & Creepers

Please Help Guide Me on my Journey

I want to live as a lion! I want to be fearless! I desire to approach women with extreme courage. In most areas of my life, this is exactly how I act. However, when it comes to approaching women, I lack the same courage and fearlessness. I fear being looked upon as a nuisance. I also fear the Jimmy Kimmel, “Ewe.”

Instead of feeling like Joey saying, “How you doing.” I feel more like Chandler saying, “blah, uh, um, blah.” I get the psychological fear of rejection, but it’s still that sting when you receive her look that says she thinks you’re a Creeper.

Here’s my challenge to myself. I am going to approach 10 women over the next 20 days. I will do it with the courage of a samurai. If I don’t get thrown in jail, I’ll keep you posted. Wish me luck!

Love Entry #2:

1/10 — Chalk one up for the Lion! I approached a woman at the gym today who I somewhat know. I’m not sure I can handle her because she may very well be stronger than me. Her abs are definitely more defined than mine as my abs are defined by the several layers of fat distributed across them.

In my most confident fearless way, I said, Hi Jane #2 (not her real name). I want to buy you dinner. Would you be open to that. She looked at me, smiled and said sure. We immediately put a date on the calendar, but my schedule is ridiculous, so it’s two weeks from now. Let’s see if it sticks.

On another note, I spoke with Sarah #1 from the last post (also not her real name). We had a good conversation. We may go out in a couple of days. We will see if it holds. I told her tonight I had a hard time trusting her. It has nothing to do with her. I have a hard time trusting any woman. There are some deep wounds of tragedy there. More to come on that later.

ANY ADVICE??? OH, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT THIS POST, I NEED ALL THE HELP I CAN GET…

One Man’s Search for “True” Love

PLEASE HELP GUIDE ME ON MY SUCCESS…

Ok, here we go again. This is the chronicle of one man’s search for true love. I knew two people once that loved each other in such an incredible a way that made the sappiest romcoms look weak. After spending hours talking with them about their extraordinary bond of love, I think I finally understand what made them so different. Here’s a small taste. When you love someone so much that your purpose in life is to make your person happy and they love you so much that their sole purpose in life is to make you happy, you have the beginnings of “Movie” love. More to come on my research with them.

For years I’ve believed the contrary, but this type of love does exist. However, it’s harder to find than an honest politician.

This is my open journal about my perilous adventure to enlighten me and world on the possibilities of finding the perfect woman for me. Just a few of the questions I’ll attempt to answer include:

  • Can I, with my many obstacles (I’ll explain later.), find the woman of my dreams?
  • Is passionate love fleeting? Or can I/we keep it going?
  • Can I be a better boyfriend, lover, companion, and maybe spouse than the first time?
  • Is there a “perfect” woman for me out there, and can I find someone that I am her perfect man?
  • Can a Hopeless Romantic and somewhat nice guy attract the woman of his dreams.

Love Entry #1:

Look out! I’ve met an interesting woman, Sarah #1 (not her real name). She is pretty and definitely fun. We’ve been out twice, but she does not live that close to me. We’ve been texting everyday, but she seems to have an aversion talking on the phone. (Input the sound, Dun Dun from Law and Order.) We may go out again this week, but my well-trained powers of perception (denote my sarcastic tone) tell me she will cancel. I don’t think she’s the “One”, but I’m have not lost complete hope.

I suspect this confounding beauty will fly away soon.

As always I’m looking for YOUR thoughts and suggestion from my lady readers and my suave debonair playboys. I’m hoping you will help guide me on my success…And hopefully help others too.

ANY ADVICE??? OH, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT THIS POST, I NEED ALL THE HELP I CAN GET…