I got myself into a bit of a predicament and I could use some advice. As all of terb knows by now I have asperger syndrome. I also suffer from visual spatial judgment issues. As a result I can no longer drive a car. I gave up driving in 2003 and thank goodness have never been in any car accidents although I've been close a few times to having car accidents in the late 1990's and early 2000's. I also have extreme anxiety issues.
As a result I work from home as a financial administrator.
I am 46 years old. I've been married twice. Both marriages lasted a very short time. I've been divorced since 1998. I had a vasectomy in 1993 once it was determined how bad my learning disability and anxiety issues really were. I needed a special letter from my family doc as well as meeting with the urologist at a toronto hospital before they would agree to let me have the vasectomy.
The urologist was concerned that being only 30 yrs old at the time with no previous children that I could be making a huge mistake. The urologist finally agreed to give me a vasectomy in 1993. Presently I live alone in a small midtown toronto bachelor apartment with no major responsibilities. Due to various means of family support I am able to afford to visit sps occasionally.
Both my family doctor and my father fully support me seeing sps as opposed to dating civilians. My mother died suddenly in 2001 just in case anybody is wondering? Obviously I have too many mental health and anxiety issues to date normal civilian women. Also the fact that I have a home based part-time job as well as not owning a car doesn't help my civilian dating prospects either.
After all this introductory bulls**t here's where I need some advice
. I haven't dated a civilian woman since 1998. For more than a few years I had an ex girlfriend who felt bad about my situation and slept with me for money. I would pay her $100 a session and I would see her sometimes twice a month. This FWB + money arrangement went on for quite a few years. This FWB + money arrangement ended recently. That's the reason I have been seeing more sps lately!
After this FWB + money arrangement ended I began to see sps in order to get some sexual relief. Just to repeat both my father and family doctor encouraged this arrangement. My family doc said that for 99% of her patients she wouldn't encourage them to see sps and would rather they date civilians. My doc said that I am in that 1% of patients where seeing sps would be the easier alternative of the two. Total sexual abstinence would be the easiest choice but I love having sex with hot women too much to become abstinent.
Everything was going along ok for me until last week. I walked to my local supermarket to buy some groceries. To make a very long story short I struck up a conversation with a food demonstrator who was working temporarily at this particular supermarket.
I made some funny joke that the product she was demonstrating tasted like sh*t and she began to laugh. She said that I had a cute face and asked me out on a date. This woman was just average looking. She is a 48 years old divorcee and has 3 kids. She asked me out for last saturday night. I was going to post this whole story yesterday on terb but I was too embarrased yesterday to do it. This afternoon I feel that I am now ready to post the story.
We go out last Saturday night for drinks at a local restaurant in my area of Toronto. Remember everybody this is my first civilian date in a number of years. Right when we get to the restaurant she tells me she has no money on her. She left her wallet at home. I was so lonely and desparate for someone to talk to that I told her that I would pay for dinner and drinks. I know I'm a f*****g idiot.
This was my first Saturday night civilian date in many years. Here's where things start to get bizarre. It turns out that she is an alcoholic. We started off at the restaurant having a surprisingly decent conversation. I was telling her about some of my problems and vice versa. Due to the fact that she wasn't very sexually attractive I was my total self on the date. I broke every dating rule in the book. I basically told my life story to a f*****g stranger.
She kept asking for more wine. I finally said I've got to be honest with you. The wine at this restaurant is very expensive and I only have $100 on me. As a result we wound up not ordering any food. The bill at the restaurant mercillesly came to only $40. By this time it was only 9PM on Saturday night.
The funny part was that I didn't want the evening to end. I was having a good time because I had finally met somebody who was just as inappropriate socially as I was? Her voice was so loud in the restaurant that other customers kept on giving us dirty looks the whole time we were there.
My date said I need more wine! I then made the stupid suggestion that we still had time to go to the local winestore in my area which was open until 11PM. I then stupidly invited her up to my modest bachelor apartment. She managed to finish the whole bottle of wine herself that I bought for her for $11 and became totally trashed.
Luckily she wasn't driving as her car had already been taken away from her temporarily for other driving violations. I can just imagine what those were. Just to repeat I was not sexually attracted to this woman. I guess I was just lonely and looking for someone to talk to and for an evening out.
Then we get to my apartment and all of a sudden she wants to start cleaning my fridge and tidying up my apartment---lol. She then confides to me that she also has OCD and likes to clean houses and apartments when she is drunk!
Finally at around 11:30PM last Saturday night I walk her to the nearest subway station as I became afraid for her safety. I didn't realize what a total alcoholic this chick is! The ironic thing is that when she is sober she has a bubbly and pleasant personality and is in fact a university graduate.
Thank goodness nothing sexual happened that night. I was a perfect gentleman as I had only one and a half glasss of wine the whole evening. I'm not supposed to have any alcohol at all with the anxiety meds I am on so I am not very proud of myself either.
I thought that I was rid of this woman for good after last Saturday's fiasco. Lo and behold she calls me about an hour ago saying that she will be in my area again this week and asking me if I would like to go out again.
I had to be totally honest with her. I told her that her excessive drinking was a bad influence on me and that I couldn't afford to keep supporting her drinking habit. She then got quite pissed off with me. I also told her that my family doc doesn't want me to date women with drinking problems as my family doc knows that I am a person who is easily influenced and will start drinking alcohol along with her everytime we go out.
I told this woman that I never wanted to see her again. She hung up on me. Did I handle things the right way with this woman this afternoon on the phone? I figure I had no other choice but to be totally honest. I didn't want to lead her on! I have an appt with my family doc tomorrow and I'll tell her this whole controversial dating story.
Sorry to post such a long winded dating adventure. I've learned one thing from all of this. I am not cut out for civilian dating! Bring on the sps.
As usual any comments would be most appreciated. This was one of the craziest evenings in my 46 years of living on this earth. I left out a lot of smaller details as I didn't want to turn this post into a novel for goodness sakes!
As a result I work from home as a financial administrator.
I am 46 years old. I've been married twice. Both marriages lasted a very short time. I've been divorced since 1998. I had a vasectomy in 1993 once it was determined how bad my learning disability and anxiety issues really were. I needed a special letter from my family doc as well as meeting with the urologist at a toronto hospital before they would agree to let me have the vasectomy.
The urologist was concerned that being only 30 yrs old at the time with no previous children that I could be making a huge mistake. The urologist finally agreed to give me a vasectomy in 1993. Presently I live alone in a small midtown toronto bachelor apartment with no major responsibilities. Due to various means of family support I am able to afford to visit sps occasionally.
Both my family doctor and my father fully support me seeing sps as opposed to dating civilians. My mother died suddenly in 2001 just in case anybody is wondering? Obviously I have too many mental health and anxiety issues to date normal civilian women. Also the fact that I have a home based part-time job as well as not owning a car doesn't help my civilian dating prospects either.
After all this introductory bulls**t here's where I need some advice
After this FWB + money arrangement ended I began to see sps in order to get some sexual relief. Just to repeat both my father and family doctor encouraged this arrangement. My family doc said that for 99% of her patients she wouldn't encourage them to see sps and would rather they date civilians. My doc said that I am in that 1% of patients where seeing sps would be the easier alternative of the two. Total sexual abstinence would be the easiest choice but I love having sex with hot women too much to become abstinent.
Everything was going along ok for me until last week. I walked to my local supermarket to buy some groceries. To make a very long story short I struck up a conversation with a food demonstrator who was working temporarily at this particular supermarket.
I made some funny joke that the product she was demonstrating tasted like sh*t and she began to laugh. She said that I had a cute face and asked me out on a date. This woman was just average looking. She is a 48 years old divorcee and has 3 kids. She asked me out for last saturday night. I was going to post this whole story yesterday on terb but I was too embarrased yesterday to do it. This afternoon I feel that I am now ready to post the story.
We go out last Saturday night for drinks at a local restaurant in my area of Toronto. Remember everybody this is my first civilian date in a number of years. Right when we get to the restaurant she tells me she has no money on her. She left her wallet at home. I was so lonely and desparate for someone to talk to that I told her that I would pay for dinner and drinks. I know I'm a f*****g idiot.
This was my first Saturday night civilian date in many years. Here's where things start to get bizarre. It turns out that she is an alcoholic. We started off at the restaurant having a surprisingly decent conversation. I was telling her about some of my problems and vice versa. Due to the fact that she wasn't very sexually attractive I was my total self on the date. I broke every dating rule in the book. I basically told my life story to a f*****g stranger.
She kept asking for more wine. I finally said I've got to be honest with you. The wine at this restaurant is very expensive and I only have $100 on me. As a result we wound up not ordering any food. The bill at the restaurant mercillesly came to only $40. By this time it was only 9PM on Saturday night.
The funny part was that I didn't want the evening to end. I was having a good time because I had finally met somebody who was just as inappropriate socially as I was? Her voice was so loud in the restaurant that other customers kept on giving us dirty looks the whole time we were there.
My date said I need more wine! I then made the stupid suggestion that we still had time to go to the local winestore in my area which was open until 11PM. I then stupidly invited her up to my modest bachelor apartment. She managed to finish the whole bottle of wine herself that I bought for her for $11 and became totally trashed.
Luckily she wasn't driving as her car had already been taken away from her temporarily for other driving violations. I can just imagine what those were. Just to repeat I was not sexually attracted to this woman. I guess I was just lonely and looking for someone to talk to and for an evening out.
Then we get to my apartment and all of a sudden she wants to start cleaning my fridge and tidying up my apartment---lol. She then confides to me that she also has OCD and likes to clean houses and apartments when she is drunk!
Finally at around 11:30PM last Saturday night I walk her to the nearest subway station as I became afraid for her safety. I didn't realize what a total alcoholic this chick is! The ironic thing is that when she is sober she has a bubbly and pleasant personality and is in fact a university graduate.
Thank goodness nothing sexual happened that night. I was a perfect gentleman as I had only one and a half glasss of wine the whole evening. I'm not supposed to have any alcohol at all with the anxiety meds I am on so I am not very proud of myself either.
I thought that I was rid of this woman for good after last Saturday's fiasco. Lo and behold she calls me about an hour ago saying that she will be in my area again this week and asking me if I would like to go out again.
I had to be totally honest with her. I told her that her excessive drinking was a bad influence on me and that I couldn't afford to keep supporting her drinking habit. She then got quite pissed off with me. I also told her that my family doc doesn't want me to date women with drinking problems as my family doc knows that I am a person who is easily influenced and will start drinking alcohol along with her everytime we go out.
I told this woman that I never wanted to see her again. She hung up on me. Did I handle things the right way with this woman this afternoon on the phone? I figure I had no other choice but to be totally honest. I didn't want to lead her on! I have an appt with my family doc tomorrow and I'll tell her this whole controversial dating story.
Sorry to post such a long winded dating adventure. I've learned one thing from all of this. I am not cut out for civilian dating! Bring on the sps.
As usual any comments would be most appreciated. This was one of the craziest evenings in my 46 years of living on this earth. I left out a lot of smaller details as I didn't want to turn this post into a novel for goodness sakes!

