This is just a rough essay or statement about some personal issue, item, or philosophy I am dealing with at the moment. If what I say moves you to write to me , please do. Nice Guys Finish Last. What a beautiful saying. And it's not just other males stepping on their weaker breathren.
All human beings have an equal capacity for mistreatment of non-aggressive males.
I think about this not because I'm a desperate lovesick male who has been beaten down by society. But because I remember when I was. But I look back at what I was, and I'm not always sure the change is for the better. I mean, it's cool that I have what I have, both materially, romantically, and in terms of respect. I have become more confident, more able, more successful.