Good afternoon from Southern England
Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 10:53 am
Hello everybody,
I've just signed up to this discussion board and after browsing through it a bit I thought I would take the time to introduce myself - it seems the only polite thing to do!
I'm a reasonably charismatic if somewhat outspoken 30-something Englishman from Winchester in Southern England and, after starting the whole adult thing as an Oxford academic, I am now a reasonably successful wine and food writer. I take these things rather seriously, and my readers tell me they enjoy my passionate enthusiasm particularly when I am hurling florid invective at things I dislike. The freelance writer lifestyle is better than that of being an academic, but sadly the pay is even worse!
However, when I get up from the word processor for the day all of that seriousness just seems to be a bit... well... serious. I like to have fun in a joyful, uninhibited way and I feel deeply in touch with my inner child. Indeed, when I'm at home I generally wear childish clothes and, even though he doesn't come out of my bag, I carry my large, cuddly teddy bear around with me everywhere.
As I feel quite in touch with this childish side I don't like to have sexual feelings. I have always found sex to be more perturbing than enjoyable. I also don't like the fact that I have a pendulous set of rather hairy testicles (well, they're shaved these days) that seem voluminous enough to carry my shopping home in. Sex and massive rude bits are not very childish things and they don't suit my self image.
I've been talking cyproterone to chemically castrate myself for over a year (with a couple of gaps when vacancy has resulted in me forgetting to keep stock) and I am saving up to get those dangling rude bits removed. I feel that would make me a lot happier without impacting on my professional and public life. Indeed, since taking the cyproterone I have found myself to be a lot more calm and generally find it easier to relax and cuddle my teddy bear.
I also find it a lot easier to cuddle my partner and be affectionate without getting worked up about things that only make me anxious. My partner supports me fully in my desires to be both chemically and surgically castrated, and assures me when I worry that I am not being inadequate or unsatisfying in that I don't want to be (and am not) a god in the bedroom.
And that's me. I hope I will have some fun here and think of the odd joke to make you all chortle.
Anon,
Davy.
I've just signed up to this discussion board and after browsing through it a bit I thought I would take the time to introduce myself - it seems the only polite thing to do!
I'm a reasonably charismatic if somewhat outspoken 30-something Englishman from Winchester in Southern England and, after starting the whole adult thing as an Oxford academic, I am now a reasonably successful wine and food writer. I take these things rather seriously, and my readers tell me they enjoy my passionate enthusiasm particularly when I am hurling florid invective at things I dislike. The freelance writer lifestyle is better than that of being an academic, but sadly the pay is even worse!
However, when I get up from the word processor for the day all of that seriousness just seems to be a bit... well... serious. I like to have fun in a joyful, uninhibited way and I feel deeply in touch with my inner child. Indeed, when I'm at home I generally wear childish clothes and, even though he doesn't come out of my bag, I carry my large, cuddly teddy bear around with me everywhere.
As I feel quite in touch with this childish side I don't like to have sexual feelings. I have always found sex to be more perturbing than enjoyable. I also don't like the fact that I have a pendulous set of rather hairy testicles (well, they're shaved these days) that seem voluminous enough to carry my shopping home in. Sex and massive rude bits are not very childish things and they don't suit my self image.
I've been talking cyproterone to chemically castrate myself for over a year (with a couple of gaps when vacancy has resulted in me forgetting to keep stock) and I am saving up to get those dangling rude bits removed. I feel that would make me a lot happier without impacting on my professional and public life. Indeed, since taking the cyproterone I have found myself to be a lot more calm and generally find it easier to relax and cuddle my teddy bear.
I also find it a lot easier to cuddle my partner and be affectionate without getting worked up about things that only make me anxious. My partner supports me fully in my desires to be both chemically and surgically castrated, and assures me when I worry that I am not being inadequate or unsatisfying in that I don't want to be (and am not) a god in the bedroom.
And that's me. I hope I will have some fun here and think of the odd joke to make you all chortle.
Anon,
Davy.