A head fuck - another term that was introduced to me by my friend. She had quite a big head fuck. She is in an open relationship (her boyfriend is in her country in Europe) and she dated a guy here. Everything is supposed to be fine but she just can’t get him (Mr. head fuck) out of her head.
Head fuck is basically a state when you are confused because of sex and love stories in your life. That’s what my friend is going through.
That’s what I have been facing lately.
Imagine two scenarios of a Sunday / Saturday morning.
Scenario I, version a
Sunday morning. You wake up at one of your best friend place around 1 PM after a fabulous party of last night. Your underwear is wet after swimming in the pool so you just sleep in a “free Palestine” t-shirt that you got from your friend before going to bed (you’re without any underwear). The couch in the living room is comfortable and the sleep is very nice. Then you prepare a brunch together and while consuming you have great conversations about love, sex, work and the life in the Middle East. A while later you help your friend in fixing the kitchen stove and the broken lamp in the hall. Afterwards she asks you which part of the living room should the couch take. You actually have a very good idea how to do it and your friend jokes that you should become her interior design assistant :) After a fantastic early afternoon spent with her you go back home happy to know such great people.
end of Scenario I, version a
Scenario I, version b
Another Sunday morning. You wake up at around 10 AM and straight after you get a call from your friend whom you saw last night (and the night before) at some great parties. She invites you and some of your friends at her place, very close to the beach. After 1,5h her driver picks you all up and brings her to her cool villa in the outskirts of the city just by the ocean. You have a delicious brunch and while consuming you talk about everything. Then you go on the beach with her, her son and your other friends. You keep spending wonderful time. After the beach you're again at her place where you spend time talking together and eating fantastic pasta. After that, before 9 PM she drives you all back home. After a fabulous day spent with her and them you go home happy to know such great people.
end of Scenario I, version b
Scenario II
Friday night. You meet this cute guy at a party and you and him are both interested in each other. You are a bit drunk. Whenever you sit next to him you make sure you can touch him. Later you're in his car driving his friends back home. You are the last to stay in the car. You suggest going to your place and having sex there. You end up at your place with him. Sex is not that great as it would seem to be before. You're both sexually incompatible meaning that you don't like doing the same things in bed and thus it's hard to satisfy each other. Moreover, the guy is weird (hard to explain that) and the sex is not that safe because the condom cracks.
Saturday morning. You wake up and he still sleeps. You hang out with your flat mates in the living room, have a breakfast, check your email. He still sleeps. You do other stuff, have a nap and wake up after 1 PM. He still sleeps. You wake him up and kindly suggest to leave because you have stuff to do. He doesn't object. He's being weird (again hard to explain) and you just wait impatiently for him to leave. You kiss goodbye. Throughout this time you just pray that he doesn't ask for your number. In case he does you already know that you will give him the wrong number. If this plan is revealed you can always excuse yourself saying that you have poor knowledge of the language spoken there. Luckily, he doesn't ask for it. You close the door and wish not to see him anymore. You have a head fuck. After a terrible night and morning spendt together you stay at home unhappy not to be able to turn back the time or erase the last hours.
end of Scenario II
I guess I don't need to ask you which scenario is better to choose?
Both scenarios happened to me within last few days. In order to avoid having scenarios II, I should apply the "shit strategy".
To explain you the concept - we often do things and regret them later. But instead of learning from our mistakes we keep repeating them. And then keep regretting them. It happens over and over again. It's not healthy, it's very bad. In order to break this pattern I accidentally came up with a way to escape the vicious circle. Two of my friends have already applied this rule in two totally different aspects of their lives and success occurred in both cases. You basically think very deeply about how you will feel after you commit your often-repeated mistake (in my case, one night stands with random people who are not worth it and moreover are not worth me). You realize you did it once again after promising yourself that the last time was the last time. You realize it wasn't. You imagine feeling like shit. Feeling like shit because again you were too weak and pathetic not to do it. You compare yourself with the things that you despise. The difference is that at this very moment you only imagine how you will feel after repeating it. You haven't done it yet. You still have the choice. You can prevent it from happening. Imagining what you will feel later stops you from doing it. You know how it is to feel like shit and it's definitely a thing that you don't want to go through. You want to be clean and happy. The "shit strategy" works. You don't commit the crime anymore.
And that's what I'm gonna do. I'm not gonna have sex unless I am sure I will feel great afterwards. Unless I know the person is worth it. No random, head fucking stories.
Monday, May 12, 2008
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The thinner the ice, the more anxious is everyone to see whether it will bear.
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