thatcatholicgentleman:

Two rather liberal psychology major friends talking to me last night about how sex isn’t everything after I make a few too many forever alone jokes and yet that’s all they’d been talking about pretty much all night, through games of never have I ever and discussions of Tantric sex. Apparently my Catholic guilt is holding me back, like no, it’s my crippling depression, my anxiety and my ADHD/RSD AND lack of structure in my life/support system of friends that actually share my interests, live close enough to see and that I can speak to openly about my problems. I don’t think eastern philosophy is going to help me in the slightest, and neither will paying for porn because “they work really hard”; no, they’re ALL exploited and taken advantage of (take it from the porn addicted virgin who knows his enemy and the psychological effects firsthand better than you do). “Oh sex isn’t all that, just get a fleshlight” If you’re getting better orgasms from toys than a partner, you need to communicate better with your partners about what brings you pleasure because that’s a pretty sad and big fucking problem.