You obviously have some deep seated issues therefore you need to get some professional advice from a psychologist who maybe able to help you work trough your problems.
What's all this Grandy? Another thread? I was at least hoping for a thread on you kissing Donkey's arses or something. We had this topic before.
It is a terrible unluckiness not to have been born a girl. After I grew up, I would use the power of being a woman. It is a stronger weapon than man made weapons. Why? Because you can use the men who have made the man made weapons by using your womanness. Using your womanness is the biggest weapon.
I’m quite happy to be born a male. I don’t have to deal with that monthly menstrual cycle that progresses into that miserable menopause phase. I enjoy women, but certainly wouldn’t want to be one, mainly because of that.
Do you not think that may have been the reason that people wanted to protect her. Try it when you are sober and you may be very surprised at the results.
You need to study a subject that you are interested in. When it comes to popular music, I am far more stupid than you will ever be.
I do want to sound nasty, but she did have a problem. Although men did not beat her up, your dad left her. This and the subsequent events may be behind many of your current insecurities.
Nothing chances. I've been at university. They didn't talk. And what I do think is they are honor guards and honor guards are doing their jobs. They beat me up because violence is in their blood. Drunk or Sober, it is unacceptable for a man to talk to somebody from opposite sex if he does not know her. The violence will be commited to those who did. Somebody I know only asked what time it was to a girl outside and he doesn't drink or smoke (always sober). And he was almost beaten up for that.
Grandy I have a suggestion. Try wearing ladies knickers for a day. Then come and tell us all, how you felt.
Does that mean that if I lived in Turkey I would get beaten up 3 or more times a day and be able to audition for a few horror movies. Our local kebab shop is owned by a Turkish family and the owner never complains when I chat to his wife. In fact he even let his daughter visit us and play with our daughter when they were both younger.