A Good Woman trumps any Mental Health Doctor

I confirmed this for myself again tonight. I went out to meet an attractive woman I have been chatting to online. Well, she had attractive enough pictures.  I specified that I did not want this to be a "date".  Just meet for coffee, see if we could be friends was my intent. I do not need extra stress.

I didn't know her in person. At first, she wanted me to come pick her up at her place, then as I drove there she changed the plan.  She walked to a Public Place.  When I parked, there was a vehicle beside me. The occupant looked at me with a piece of paper in his hand.  I looked in the mirror and I saw a large tow truck.

I had to drive away, then pick her up at a different angle. I was too spooked. As I picked her up, I see an RCMP Officer drive by.  That doesn't threaten me as I know most Officers are Good People.  My mind however, it always wonders.  It's always questioning, looking for possibilities of things I am not aware of.

As my new friend (not a date) gets in my truck, it's not quite as relaxing as I intended. Right away she's a bit loud, extroverted in her own way. As she starts talking I realize she is from a totally different life. Like many people, she doesn't think anything like I do. While we figure out where we going to go, we drove to another public place where I could be free to think and talk.

On the way she talked and talked.  I wanted her to talk so I didn't have to think and drive at the same time.  Sharing that I was spooked, she couldn't comprehend it.  The fact I was spooked, spooked her. We talked a little and then, from her "lifestyle" and her "intelligence" she became inquisitive.

She started asking if I was to be on medication, blah blah blah. I just thought to myself, woman... I just want to relax without stress. Something she likely could not understand. My mind has been over stressed multiple times past points it should never have.

The whole discussion of medication just started adding more stress. I ended it here, telling her, I will drive you home.  We are done.  I just want to relax. She decided she would get out and walk. I thought to myself, Ok - who did I really just meet? What was her real background?  I was concerned she had a drug history, which she told me some of her family members had.

When she was walking away I thought of the advice and recommendations giving to me by an RCMP Officer.  Do not meet people online. Talk to them in Coffee Shops, etc., etc. She is right, it is good advice.  Except, I don't and haven't had the time nor the energy for that.

Good Women help Men

Driving home I vented to a friend. Why can't a guy just find a decent woman to spend time with? Then as I was driving, more messages came in from a dating site.  Other women, obviously interested with nothing to do on a Friday night.

By this point, I had missed my turn. It never used to happen to me, but I was lost. I didn't know what part of town I was in, I didn't know the direction I was heading and it was dark.  I thought of the Compass option that I wanted the Dealership to install in the truck.  It would have prevented this with the glance of an eye.

I see a Tim Horton's, I decide to grab a coffee.  I reply to my messages wanting to pursue what seems to be another woman's intent.  Then I decide I am too tired, it's not going to work out.  She won't understand how to keep things simple and just be a Good Woman.

I take a moment to relax, enjoy the coffee.  Figure out what part of town I am in.  Which direction is home and the route to drive there. I solve the former Mystery. I know where I am.Then I access my overall state. That I am tired, not overly Psychologically upbeat and together.  Going home seems to be

Then I access my overall state. I am tired, not overly Psychologically upbeat and not overly all-together.  Going home seems to be the right plan.

Good Woman

Except, now I find myself in the position to find myself with a Good Woman. That is exactly what happens. We meet. She is beautiful, full of smiles, very happy to spend time with me. From her Culture, she knows how to look after a Man. It's not sex that I am after. She is a very Good Woman.

I would love to write in detail but I won't. In any event, she knew what it was to be a woman. We both spent a good amount of time making each other happy. I walked away from there feeling fixed and from her smiles, perhaps the same was true for her. We both enjoyed eachothers company.

On a side track here, I believe Men and Women should compliment each other, not compete against one another. Two halves of a Whole.

God's Work

Nature and the Natural World. There is a saying that those who go against Nature are soon to find themselves destroyed by it. Words to that effect. Psychologists, Psychiatrists, the DSM, you are trying to do God's Work.

I think you are killing people.  I think you are killing the Nation. I think you wide open to Self-Serving Corruption. I find that you are un-Holy. Un-Whole in Truth. You act without Truth for your little pieces of Paper. You are what I call Paper People.

People made of Paper.

May you Burn.