And I think you mistake the basic motivation. It was not, if I understand myself, so much a need to win at all costs, as a need to feel that I am so intelligent, witty, and charming that no woman could legitimately want to be relieved from my attentions, so that saying so, even repeatedly, was merely a goad to me to prove that I could overcome any resistance. It became a challenge to my desirability, which of course a sufficient infusion of wit and charm and cajolery and persuasion and persistence would surely succeed in overcoming.
I was, after all, brought up on the classical poets in age when it was not trite to say that "faint heart ne'er won fair lady."
First of all, why do you not own up to the fact (in my opinion) you need to seek professional help over your mental problems, and secondly, why do you seem to live in a fantasy world of the classical poets to the point of obsession? Once again, please seek professional help if you truly wish to get better and grow up. IMO |
