You Can Choose, If You Want... (please don't get put off by the size of my post, this IS IMPORTANT FOR EVERY FAPSTRONAUT!!!!) Loneliness is a choice. I left my wife in 2017. I thought that I'd just drift back into dating like I'd never left the scene. I was in for a shock. Women didn't want me. So I started to improve myself, losing weight, and being fit. I wrote, practiced music, and did many good things. But still, I couldn't get a date. Now, it has been about 1.5 years since my divorce. Having the courage to talk to a woman is a brutal struggle, and I usually go home without digits. I like the idea of fighting my fear, but I ultimately do not want another wife at the moment. So I go long periods of time on my own, not a female in sight. In times like these, I have two choices: a. I could be lonely. But loneliness is not good for life improvement challenges. Also, it won't make a woman like me any more, probably, it repels her on some level. b. I can decide to let go of the loneliness. I can be happy. At first, making this choice to be happy took immense force. But after a while, I got stronger. Now it operates like a light switch. If I feel lonely, then I discover I have left a light on in a room inside my house that I'm not occupying. So I flip the switch down. I can use a prop to help me out, if it's stubborn. I listen to a stand up comic. I have a "happiness playlist". I put a smile on my chevy chase. I lift weights, run, or laugh at oxymorons on the internet. Nobody can FORCE me to feel anything. If a woman has no presence over my emotions, self-esteem, or life progress, why give her license? Handing over to a stranger, as I have mentioned in other posts, my thoughts and emotions, is like asking a random stranger off the street to perform a flash brain surgery. Even a brain surgeon needs time to think about how to get it done right. That is, if it is even possible... So if a brain surgeon has trouble, the man off the street has no chance. Zero. So be happy, that is, if you want....