WHO AM I?

INSIGHTS INTO THE WONDER CALLED ME:

I am to my mind a very instinctive person...but yes I've been wrong on occasion, but usually when I follow my instincts I am good and when I don't I rue the decision not to follow what I feel deeply inside.

This works pretty much with everything in life. Situations, people, whatever.

By the same token when I fuck up and I do, I do it on a grande scale, unlike anything ever seen before. LOL. I mean, I am good at that.

Ir is also not easy for me to interract, as I was born with a genetic thingy called Social Anxiety Disorder which has traveled generationally for hundreds of years from what I have found. It seems to be a chemical thingy in the brain and USUALLY (but not always) travels in the male pattern. My grandfather was horribly afflicted and my mother as well, and my Great-Great grandfather that I know of and his father.

We the afflicted are generally liked and likeable but it is definitely not easy for those who have this disorder. It makes every single relationship a bit tilted, often not visibly by the friend or acquaintance or family member but OBVIOUS to me and others like me.

It takes a special kind of patience and understanding to deal with someone with S.A.D. but in the end it is worth it for I am one of the most loving and passionate people on the planet.

I have written a lot and often about my total revulsion for shallowness and superficiality and those who engage in it. It is disgusting to me to see someone who views others ONLY or primarily through the prism of looks and appearances, who thinks age is relevant, and who cares more about what I look like than who I am. Age and stats are basically irrelevant. Age ONLY tells you how long I have been alive and NOTHING else, NOTHING of my character or values or principles or interests or whether we would or could ever mesh or not even as simply friends. SO WHY BOTHER?

Pointless and insulting and rude to say the least.

If I like you at all I like you with a passion and ALWAYS WILL.

I am not a flit or a trouncer of the people I meet. I am a persistently perpetual loyal person with an enormous capacity for love and kindness and caring and passion.

If you give up on me, you do so at your own peril... 

YOUR LOSS, not mine.

If you unfriend me YOU LOSE, not me.

If you are shallow you will find me inaccessible even if I don't unfriend you (I have NEVER unfriended anyone and never will). If YOU do that is YOUR thing not mine).

I am worth the effort it takes and the persistence you must have to be a friend. I have a whole lot of value, and can be a true friend to those who are mature enough to want to be one back.

THE BOTTOM LINE:

Asking for pictures is a bit like asking a cow for fruit juice not milk. It misses the point of relationships entirely. If you are so immature that you would settle for a poor imitation of me rather than the real thing...I have NO time for you. I need people of maturity and substance in my life, not shallow miscreants who have no clue what it takes to have a REAL RELATIONSHIP, irrespective of the type.