I've had a rough day, and came home to an empty house feeling pretty down about myself - today I look in the mirror and see an ageing man that won't attract a good woman and it feels like all hope of love has gone down the toilet.
My curse, that of the nice guy, is of course to be attractive to women but never to have the confidence to truly believe it, and more importantly to be that guy they feel - well I was going to say safe with, but I don't think that's true anymore.
You know what? Cut to the chase. Being on SF tonight has made me feel better. I don't feel like such a freak since I know there are other people out there that aren't afraid of being honest about their desires.
You're good people. Keep it up.