Ghosts

I struggle to accept the loss of women in my life, a pattern rooted in losing my mother repeatedly.

I hate being ghosted. It shakes my sense of connection, judgment, and even cosmology.

I find that if I mine my interactions with, and feelings about, various women in my life, I can learn a lot of interesting stuff. Mostly around my fear and uncertainty in dating.

The women I never hook up with….

Wouldn’t you rather suck my cock than disappear?