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Mount Athos

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I know so few women that I feel like a monk at Mount Athos. I sometimes forget the sound of their voice, the appearance of my female peers, and I think completely I have become estranged from the feeling of their skin. I don't remember the last time I have made physical contact with a woman that was not accidental. Did such a time even ever exist in my life? I... I don't know anymore... So much has happened. So little has been remembered. I am wearing thin...
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I know so few women that I feel like a monk at Mount Athos. I sometimes forget the sound of their voice, the appearance of my female peers, and I think completely I have become estranged from the feeling of their skin. I don't remember the last time I have made physical contact with a woman that was not accidental. Did such a time even ever exist in my life? I... I don't know anymore... So much has happened. So little has been remembered. I am wearing thin...
How is that even possible under most circumstances? Do you not go the grocery store or anything?
 
It is because the women who exist around me are like shades, passing by visibly but in reality almost being in another dimension. Unable to be *meaningfully* interacted with.
That sucks. I think I know what you mean. Assuming you interact with men, you could ask them to introduce you to their female friends/partners.
 
That sucks. I think I know what you mean. Assuming you interact with men, you could ask them to introduce you to their female friends/partners.
There are, albeit, two women who I have genuine friendships with, however they are both girlfriends of male friends. One of them was always a friend's girlfriend. The other, I was friends with before this.

I never pursued her. I considered us incompatible. The question of what would have happened had I done so still comes across my mind once every so often. I was filled with an unwholesome sort of envy and isolation after these two got together that contributed to a major bout of melancholy.
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Ultimately, I know it would have never worked out. I carry the burden of my second life in the realm of the soyjaks. Neither of us liked each other in that way, and our friendship was not as strong as their friendship
 
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