I am reposting my ad so you may have run into this one already. I am reposting to clarify some things about me and what I am looking for. I have corresponded with some very good people who responded to my first ad. There are one or two who I hope will become good friends.
First, if you are married (separated is okay if you are in the process of a divorce) or if you are looking for a hook-up please move on.
Why Would I Want to Meet Someone Who is Struggling?
Because I am struggling too. I want to find someone who would benefit from what little I have to offer in a friendship.
Someone who is in a good place might feel sorry for me. While I could use some empathy, I can’t rebuild myself on pity.
I have nothing to bring to loving relationship, at least not now so I am looking for a friend.
You Are:
Somewhere between 40-55 or so.
I don’t care how much you weigh, how much you can bench press or whether you have hair. This is not about finding sexual sparks it is about connecting with another person for friendship.
You are smart, maybe educated, usually funny, self-reliant and strong, but you have hit a huge road bump in life. Maybe you lost your house, wife and/or your job.
You want someone for company and understanding while you pick yourself up and dust yourself off. You need a distraction from your bills, bankruptcy, divorce or whatever is eating you up inside. And you could use someone else to help you find your bearings again.
You want female companionship, but you aren’t in a position to be in an intimate relationship. You just want a friend.
I Looking For:
While I am fixing myself I would like to have a friend for correspondence,eventally talking on the phone and if we feel comfortable we can go out for a drink, coffee, go to the dog park with my 2 little dogs or just take a drive (in your car. I am carless for now). If we become friends we can have fun finding free things to do.
I’m looking for companionship and mutual encouragement while we heal. I want to laugh, have fun and feel connected to someone and be out in the world again. It would be wonderful to offer that same kind of distraction for someone else too.
I am not looking for a personal therapist and I can’t be yours. I am hoping we can share our depressing stories and then, if we find enough in common let’s stop bitching about our ex’s or money. Let’s move on and figure out how to have a little fun and learn how to live again right now instead of waiting until after our problems are solved. I know happiness and peace can be found even while everything is crashing around you. I’m not sure how that is done, yet but I intend to find out.
The Good Stuff About Me
I am smart, educated, extremely literate and an excellent conversationalist. I ebb and flow a little, but I am usually informed about politics. I am a progressive who has been known to engage and hold my own in more than a few heated debates.
I have 2 professional graduate degrees, I am well-read, a little traveled and I love to laugh (but I haven’t done that in recent years).
I am not a religious person and have never been a member of a church. If you are religious and want to urge me to become religious you need to look elsewhere. I find aspects of many religions valuable, but I do not worship or ascribe dogma of any kind.
I am a curious person. I know a little about a lot of things and love to learn anything new on just about any topic.
I am a kind-hearted person with a good soul. I am not patient with hate, injustice or people who pass judgments on others.
You will find that I am honest to a fault and have never cheated on anyone or intentionally hurt anyone in my life.
I used to love a good wine, a martini or two, a beer or other libation, and I want to enjoy that again. I haven’t had any fun or drink in several years. I want that back! I would love to share a bottle of wine. I am okay with 420 friendly people.
I don’t have any children, but I love animals. I have two adorable little dogs and two beautiful cats. Unfortunately, due to my problems I just can’t care for all of my furry kids so I am looking for a home for my girls (two cats).
I am from the St. Louis Area, but I have been moved around so much in the past few years my head is spinning and I now in Lincoln County, Missouri where I don’t know a soul. I will be moving to back to the St. Louis area as soon as I am able. I have always had a car unil this fall. I am completely stranded so I can’t drive to see you if we decide to meet. I am afraid the transportation burden will be yours until I have a car.
I used to know a lot of people and I had several close friends. But the past 3-4 years I have been isolated and alienated from them and now I am in a place where they are unable to relate. The few friends I have left live quite a distance from me and live busy lives (much like I used to). I have no family in town, except my mother who lives about 75 miles away and doesn’t drive long distances often. I am going nuts stuck here and I need to get out and do normal things again.
I tend to bond better as friends with men than women. I am a lady, although I can cuss like a sailor in appropriate company and I have a wild side I would like to see again. I like Sci Fi movies, Monty Python (yes, I have several movies and skits memorized), a good drama or documentary, but I am not much for musicals or chick flicks.
I spend way too much time on the Internet and would like some RL interests to take its place. I don’t care much for sports, but I used to enjoy a good hockey game, and I used to be an avid Cardinals fan. I have lost interest in the past few years.
I have varied taste in music. I used to have season tickets to the symphony and loved dressing up and sitting in a box for a special event. I am a long way from that, but one day I will see the symphony again and I will relish it. I like psychedelic rock (particularly Pink Floyd), classic rock, blues, grunge, reggae, classical, some heavy metal, a variety of world music and some jazz. Not so much with the Country, Rap or that loud stuff the kids these days listen to
There is a lot about me that I “used to do” or “used to enjoy,” and I am ready to rediscover my interests. I am discovering that I my sense of humor still exists and I love others who like to laugh. Perhaps you can share your interests with me.
What I Can Offer You
All I have left is me and I’m still working on that. At first there is not much I can offer, but as I get better I will pull my weight as a good friend. I can offer acceptance, support, understanding and a good laugh. I think I have a pretty good sense of humor and I make good conversation. If we hit it off I will be a reliable friend and when I get my weight and appearance under control I will be a good “default date” for events.
I am a wonderful dinner companion and I enjoy just about any kind/style of food. We could take day trips and explore places together. I haven’t cooked for anyone in years, but I used to be a fair cook and would love to have someone to try my experiments. When I start getting better I would like to dig my bike out of the shed and ride the Katy Trail again.
Right now, any activities we do will have to be pretty sedentary, but as I regain my health let’s increase the activity.
How about a relaxing afternoon fishing for now and maybe a float trip a year from now.
I stink at seeing my own problems,but I have always been a good problem-solver and sounding board for others. I don’t want us to be friends so we can whine to each other, but if you are struggling with something maybe I can help.
My Dirty Laundry Up Front:
Get ready for the sob story, but it will have a good ending.
I am a 46 year old woman who is broken. I used to be an independent woman, professionally employed. I owned my own home and had just a few years left on the mortgage until it was paid off. I owned a nice car, nice things, took care of myself (but always struggled with weight) and never had a problem getting a date.
After nearly recovering from a string of tragedies which left me depressed and struggling with a severe anxiety I met my husband. He swept me off my feet, but it turned into hell. My MIA husband is a sociopath and a conman, and I was ripe for the taking. This is not a bitter ex-wife talking. He is a predator of the kind you’d think you’d only hear about in a Lifetime movie.
Early on, my therapist had suspicions about him and it turns out he is a textbook sociopath. After dealing with mental health professionals in the past month I have had to come to terms with the fact that I was abused by a dangerous man.
It turns out he lives on women, takes everything they have, hangs on to them as long as they are useful to him and he moves on to the next woman (often overlapping). Everything about his life turned out to be a lie. When he left me on December 28th I found out he has at least 5 previous wives, has fathered and abandoned at least 3 children and there are a string of women he owes money to and had affairs with during our marriage. He moves from state to state, has changed his name. Not a thing about his past, or what I thought he was doing during our marriage was true. He is also a pathological liar and a compulsive gambler.
No physical violence, just a toxic combination of a very bad man who used me combined with my own depression, anxiety, grief and no access to medical care except potent anti-anxiety drugs and anti-depressants. That awful combination had me living in a chair, unable to leave the house, sleep deprived, over medicated and isolated. For 3 years, until recently I rarely saw another human being or the sun. And we moved a lot. My husband travels for his job so I was home by myself and usually saw him once a week when he would bring food and supplies.
This fall, he lost his job and we could no longer afford my medication. So after an awful detox I started feeling better, clearer and like I was coming out of an awful fog. I will not be going back to those awful drugs which kept me a prisoner. I am on no medication and as painful as this whole situation is I feel better than I have in years.
This whole drama came to an end when his girlfriend (who he had been living with part time for a year) became suspicious of all of his “traveling.” She had an investigator check into his background. Among other things she found he was on the utility bills with me (I have a different last name), so she drove to Lincoln County to confront the “other woman.” She found me, his wife and told me about the rest of the things in her report she had found. She still has money and my husband was done with me so he went to her and has gotten back into her good graces (he is that good). He has no use for me and he will not be coming back.
I was left with nothing but all the bills, a lot of questions, no friends, no family to help and I was stuck in this house in a town I hadn’t even seen since we moved here in July. I had no way to leave even if I could get past my intense fear of leaving the house (but I am getting much better).
Everything I had is gone. When I say penniless I mean it. I thought I would sell my belongings on Ebay, but there is nothing left. While going through boxes of things from my old life in the past few weeks I discovered that he has sold or pawned everything I owned of value. I used to have nice things, and I thought they were in boxes in storage, but there is little left except trash. Even my clothes, shoes, books, CDs have been sold or pitched.
When we moved here from out of state last summer, my husband drove several U-Haul trailers up and told me everything was in storage. The only things I have now are essential living things like kitchen stuff and what I had in suitcases. Most of the furniture was trashed. My jewelry (even some costume jewelry) is all gone. My grandmother’s ring, small items of jewelry I was given for graduation has all been sold, pawned, thrown away or left behind.
Okay, so I have been in an abusive relationship. It is all there for you to see. Yes, it is all very sad and pathetic. But I am making good progress toward getting myself back on track. I have had to dump the rest of my dignity and have applied for temporary assistance. That is very hard to do and takes a great deal of time. I will spend most of my time fixing my medical problems so I can get back to work. But that is at least a year in the making. I am ashamed, hurt and embarrassed that I allowed it to happen. I am looking forward and I remember what I was, and I will be that again.
Right now, I am seriously overweight and I am a heavy smoker of cigarettes. I probably won’t try to quit again until I have dealt with some other pressing health issues and I am able to support myself. It’s just too much stress to try to quit now.
It still takes a lot for me to leave the house, but as I do it more often I am starting to feel “normal” again. I am also not used to people. My husband was (with a few minor exceptions) the only human contact I had for several years. The more people I meet and the more I can get out, the more quickly I will be able to get back into the world and be me again.
Simply put, I am a mess, but I wasn’t always this way and I don’t intend to be like this in the future. I am damaged goods, but I am making amazing strides. In six months I will be living in the St. Louis area again, I should have most of my physical problems fixed, I have already lost 40 lbs. since I have been off my meds and I will continue to work on my body, my heart and my head.
I have a lot to do to become a person and a confident, independent woman again. I am struggling to find a way to survive, until I can work, but I don’t want or need you to help me with that — I need to do that myself. While I am fighting my way back I want a friend, a mutual cheerleader and occasional company.
I am looking for a platonic relationship not because I don’t want a sexual relationship. On the contrary, my sex drive is through the roof since my husband left. He was never attentive in bed, and as I got sicker, fatter and ran out of money, credit and things to sell our sex life suffered. Toward the end we weren’t intimate for weeks a at a time even though I was much improved in recent months. But I am terribly overweight and don’t feel very sexy these days. Looking for a sexual relationship will have to wait.
I need to be treated like a human being, and eventually when I am better like a woman. Will you be the person who watches me re-blossom? Can I help you to do the same?
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