Good to hear back from you. It sounds like you're pretty unhappy with how you interact with the world, and not emotionally connected the way you would like.
You are correct, sir. I've always felt as though I'm an outsider. Even amongst friends, I used to not feel like I belonged.
Have you been to a doctor to rule out any honest-to-god medical condition or clinical depression? There's no shame in it - if your brain chemistry is fucked up, it needs correcting.
I know there should be no shame in it, but I can't bring myself to say "Doctor, I don't like my place in the world, can you help?" Besides, he has bigger things to contend with than me not being happy.
And the last time I was on happy pills, for anxiety attacks/depression, they made me lick my teeth and crave lemonade.
SPs won't 'cure' you, but the tactical application of killer blowjobs may help a lot.
Indeed they help a lot.
Normally, I just kick my emotions until they're down and then lock them in the closet at the back of my head. Well a few weeks, something gave my libido a couple of shots of steroids and Red Bull, and it broke loose. And it had a grand ol' time running around, causing all sorts of chaos in my head, which ended with me in Britney's arms.
To which I must thank her, because now while my libido's sleeping it off, I can get a nice big club, beat the hell out of it, chain it up and throw it back into that closet.
I know it's not healthy, but that's how I deal with it. And a friend has warned that now that it's finally seen the light of day, it will be coming back. With luck, next time, I might be a little better prepared for it.