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Mansplaining
Posted:May 16, 2021 9:16 pm
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2021 9:58 pm
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So I was recently accused of mansplaining by someone that I had hooked up once with through this site. (No, I will not name anyone, that's not the point.)

What happened was that she had sent me some intimate photographs in the lead up to our first encounter. Then, after our first encounter, there was an IOS update (the operating system on the iPhone) and after that, anyone who has included geolocation information in their photographs, those photos will show a map at the location that they were taken.

You don't have do anything include this information -- it is there unless you take special steps to not include it, or remove it afterwards.

After this update the lady's intimate pictures showed up in my apple-maps map, revealing both her home and work address. -- and would now be doing this automatically to anyone with an iPhone that she sent those photos.

So after we had set a day for our next rendezvous, I told her to remind that I needed tell her something about her photos. She pressed, so I explained what I had noticed, and then she stopped responding, and did not respond again until after our scheduled date had passed.

Later, I tried to reschedule, and she responded "No that's OK". And after I pressed, she said that I "only get one opportunity to mansplain to me", and that I "would not have said anything to a man."

Now, I am a cybersecurity expert. I would, and have, explained that very thing to a man, and been paid to do so. I said that, but she countered with the fact that she had not paid me for my opinion.

We basically came to the conclusion that from her perspective, me saying something was an unforgivable sin, and from my perspective, it was my responsibility to alert her to an unsafe situation that she might not be aware of. She told me to fuck off, was not surprised that I refused to believe my behavior was inappropriate and now we're not only going never have sex again, but probably never speak again.

So I am interested in understanding what other people thin Clearly, this is my explanation of the situation, and her perspective was obviously different. But how does a man explain something in his technical field, without "mansplaining"? Was I wrong? If you sent me a nude picture, and it told me your home address, would you want me to tell you about it?

Let me know in the comments.
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Why On Earth
Posted:Apr 14, 2021 2:38 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2021 11:53 am
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This is a work in progress.

You agreed to be my wife, though I never meant to ask you.
You acted like you cared for me, though my memories there are askew.

My life was going laissez-a-faire, I wasn't careful or too harried.
My parents really loved you, though, and died knowing I was married.

Your family is always nice to me, and mine are all but dead.
I would cut myself from all of them, just so I'm not alone in bed.

And knowing all of that is true,
How on Earth, could I leave you?

Our honeymoon was quite a trip, I should have known something wasn't right
Though we were having loads of fun, you wouldn't sleep with me at night.

You were affectionate until you had the ring, said hold off so that it would be special.
Didn't think much of it at the time, wedding planning can be stressful.

Should have felt it then and there, you just didn't need it to be happy.
You don't see it as a soulful need, it's nothing missing from your fancy.

And knowing all of that is true,
why didn't I leave you?

You're the mother of my babies, you kept them safe and loved and warm.
You taught them swim and fed them right, and kept them far from harm.

My daughters whose lives I hold so dear, they think of you as mother.
You helped me teach them right from wrong, and they wouldn't want another.

And remembering that all of that is true,
how on Earth could I leave you?

But I know that you don't love me, not in any way that counts.
More worried about what the neighbors think, and the pressure mounts.

Your heart just does not flutter, you don't think of me as good.
If you could trade my life for money, I know that you surely would.

It doesn't matter what your words are, I can see it in your face.
If I were dead and buried, you would not miss me from this place.

And having faith that all of that is true,
why must I stay with you?

Its been this way for twenty years, you shy away if I try to touch.
You kick and punch me in your sleep, you hate me just that much.

You told me it was all an act, that all our love was just a trauma.
You really cut me to the quick, turned my life into a drama.

Every tender moment that I had with you had clearly been a lie.
You think of me like your ape-ist, and you wish we would all die.

And because I fear that all is true,
how on Earth can I love you?

How sick if I could still want you, knowing what it would put you through?
How can I want to be with you, because I do still love you.

It is such a thing for you, how could I be human and not want out?
The guilt has eaten through my brain, and riddled me with doubt.

But it really is a need for me, one I cannot do without.
Its been more than fifteen years, and that is a painful drought.

And because of what you've put me through,
Why on Earth don't I leave you?
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Wandering by the Shelf on a Random Tuesday
Posted:Apr 13, 2021 11:51 am
Last Updated:May 16, 2021 9:17 pm
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I see the doll on the shelf.
She longs to be taken down and played with;
this is the nature of dolls.
But is there more in her eyes than that?

Is she content in the role of a plaything,
or is that all she feels she is?
Do dolls all want to be little girls,
or are they happy to just be toys?

On the outside, the doll is not broken.
No chips in the porcelin, not a hair out of place.
But is the inside more complex than the outside shows?
Is she fractured in her core from years of rough play?

And if, from the joy of being played with,
a doll is lovingly broken, is there not still joy in that?
Are those not the scars, earned in battle,
that a toy will wear with pride?

Or are they the marks that show a little girl,
wanting to appear less than she is, to hide her scars.
Has she taken on a visage of porcelin,
to cover the hurt inside.

I don't have any answers,
I myself am full of questions.
But I see the doll on the shelf,
and I wonder...

Ref: jrevena / Heart not included in box
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