The Confession Booth: Post something very personal about yourself

[minionofmidas]

Admission of still being a virgin is admitting of something very personal?

If you post on Atlas, there's 80% chance you're yet to get laid.

The chance to get laid here, otoh...

[minionofmidas]

Admission of still being a virgin is admitting of something very personal?

If you post on Atlas, there's 80% chance you're yet to get laid.

Except the gays, who either seem to be married and/or having regular sex

Hey, I'm not having— wait crap I am, kind of, now, maybe.  To a certain extent.  It's hard to adjust to actually dating.  Suffice it to say, kids, if you're distressed by your inexperience, I can assure you that there is hope on the horizon, and it is known as the Internet.  I had gone no further than a friendly hug with either sex before January (that, my 269th month upon the Earth), and now that is not the case.

Confession: there's this guy I've been dating for about a month, and he keeps repeatedly insisting he wants me to be his boyfriend, and even though I had always thought I would be one to rush into things I'm the one putting the breaks on and being like "I AM EXCEEDINGLY INEXPERIENCED, WE SHOULD PROBABLY TAKE THIS SLOWER THAN YOU WANT US TO" and it's very odd and kind of frustrating even though I think he's a really great guy and I always enjoy the time I spend with him.  And now he's come down with mono and I'm almost a little relieved because at the very least his immune system will now be telling him to slow things down rather than just me.   (But that means I will have to start avoiding him to make it so I don't come down with mono myself, unless he's already infected me, in which case I'm in for a miserable April/May.)  Yet my sort-of pleasure makes me guilty.

Also, I'm one of the gays.  But it's not a confession if no one is surprised.

I only found this post thanks to Hugh.

And then I looked up what "mono" was. I knew it under its German name...

[minionofmidas]

I don't like most people here and generally have grown to despise political discourse in general; I only stay for maps and to play devil's advocate as often as possible in order to try to inject something interesting into this teenager-white-upper-middle-class-male-socially-liberal-to-libertarian-atheist echo chamber by challenging assumptions and finding contradictions in beliefs. I probably take it too far some times, but it's really hard for me to care anymore; as my real life has fallen into place, this distraction just doesn't matter much to me.

But it's not a confession if no one is surprised.

*hughughug* We're just glad and thankful that you keep posting anyways.

[minionofmidas]

That said, when there was debate concerning my gender and certain posters were assuming that I was female in anatomy, I received a handful of private messages from some of YOU who wanted to hook up with me. I will not name names, but one of the more brazen posters actually requested that I meet him in a hotel room and he promised me alcohol.

How old did you claim to be at the time? (Just asking out of interest and because of the strange "promised me alcohol" bit.)

[minionofmidas]

1.) This man had no idea who I was. He did not know what I looked like, enjoyed, my age, hell, he didn't really even know my sex or sexuality. I knew just as little of him.

Indeed, what makes you so sure said poster is as male as she apparently claimed?