I don’t have any particularly incisive commentary. I just thought this was interesting. Do most of us not feel alone, even with those we are supposed to love? Doesn’t the grass always seem greener on the other side, and does it not prove disappointing in the end?
Think about it: who are the women who want to cheat, or make love to cheaters? Are they sensitive, genuinely caring, emotionally intelligent people who satisfy the real needs men have to feel understood, appreciated, and respected? I very much doubt it. They can play the part for a time, but they want something.
Fucking, in my not inconsiderable experience, is almost always disappointing. There is unquestionably an ego boost–a hit–in seducing a woman–it makes you feel manly–but the very mindset required for it separates you. In terms of what sex can provide emotionally, I think women in this–as in most everything else–are most right.