My site got quite a bit of action from my last piece: Just Not White Enough
I’m feeling a little bit better today and otherwise sympathetic with regard to men who just don’t know what to make of me.
I barely know what to make of myself.
Perhaps I should give Caprizchka a humane execution and just go back to being Caprischka who, as I recall, was a lot more vulnerable and a little less scary.
I learned something about myself recently, thanks to two different decent guys, brave enough to meet me, and that is this:
I need to be the one to voluntarily turn myself over to a man for his ownership. There is no amount of persuasion or trickery which will make me move faster than I am capable of moving, in terms of getting to know each other and establishing trust.
There’s just no rushing that.
Therefore, I hope to eliminate myself from consideration by all pick-up artists and casual players. I’m a whole lot more trouble than I am worth to those types. I’m probably way too much trouble to even bother to meet by most. That’s just the way that it is.