First lets talk about what it means to be celibate? There are many different definitions but let me share with you the one of which I am being governed. Celibacy is the state of abstaining from marriage and [or] sexual relations. At least that is what Google says. Let us stick with that premise. I am not married and while it may appear that I am abstaining from that practice it just so happens that I simply have not made it down the aisle. Yeah, I have been engaged a couple of times but somehow I managed to dodge that bullet twice [teeth suck]. Maybe I am a commitmentphobe [raised eyebrow]. That will be a whole ‘nother blog for a whole ‘nother day. Anyhoo, I am abstaining from sexual relations with others and with myself. Why you ask? I am so glad you finally asked [blank stare].
When one looks in the mirror and notices weight is piling on the fix is to go on a diet. Is that not correct? Okay, a “lifestyle change” if you will. All that excess baggage around your midsection needs to be addressed by a change of thought and a different course of action. What does one do when they look in the mirror and see excess baggage that has piled on to their mental state, tainted their perception of the opposite sex, jaded their concept of relationships, diminished the understanding of their worth and weighed them down from making moves? You know the answer! Go on a diet. For me my poison of choice was sex. Right up there next to chili cheese fries, sex is a quick remedy to release endorphins and tell my brain its satisfied all while reeking havoc in my life. Do not get me wrong here. Sex is good. Hell, sex is great! But so are chili cheese fries [teeth suck]. If moderation, self-control and planning are not implemented they both can speak to serious spreads around the hip area [wide eyes]. Ha! I crack myself up. You get it? Hip spread? I digressed. So why are some people more comfortable with hearing that I stopped eating chili cheese fries than hearing that I stopped having sex? Hmmmmm! I am going to tell you why.
Diet talk always forces the conversationalist to look at their own current situation. The litmus to their comfort level with the “talk” will be based on where they are in their own personal journey. When I talk health and fitness with a fitness enthusiast they are engaged and [well] enthusiastic about our banter. If I, however, have that same discussion with someone who is on the opposite side of the spectrum, possibly obese, sedentary in movement, feeding their body the toxins that threaten their health ---- that person does not want to stand there and talk to me about running a 10 mile run. They think I am crazy and cannot even begin to understand that ISH. More importantly they do not want to understand it. In their mind they are saying, “sit down clown”. If they admit to understanding the conversation they have to admit that it is time for them to make a change. You hear these folks say things like, “it doesn’t take all that”, “I’m happy being me”, “you are being extreme”, “don’t lose too much”, “why deprive yourself”, “all you have to do is cut back a little” and so on and so forth [lip curl]. Do you see where I am going with this? When you tell folks that you are on a no sex diet [celibate] the reaction is parallel to a conversation about food. If you are sexually healthy or mentally at peace with where you are sexually then you can easily converse with me about my journey. Peep this tho ---- If you [however] are not really mentally stable in your own sex life then you are perturbed by my conversation. You may be the closeted whore; not to be confused with the blatant whore [side eye]. You may be engaged in a relationship or sleeping with someone else’s husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend or all of the above [gasp]. You may be confusing sex with love. Everyone you meet is probably your “one”. Maybe smashing all the homies is your cup of tea. It could be that you are okay being that “homie”. Maybe hitting every new girl at the office or in the Facebook group is your modus operandi. It is possible that you are always that “new girl”. And like Kermit has said --- that really is none of my business. Whatever it is that you have going on it is holding you back from what you really want and thus it makes it difficult for you to digest that there is a recognizable demerit on your life that can be fixed by a simple diet change. There is nothing holding you back but you. You do not have to mask your disdain for your lifestyle choices by questioning mine or anyone else’s for that matter.
With that, I close with this. The no sex diet is my attempt at a lifestyle change. It is my means to catapult me to a different level in my own personal development. I saw something in me when I looked in the mirror that I wanted to address. I look to my diet to help clear my mind, change my perspective and recalibrate my judgment. In the past 80 some odd days I have turned down some very inviting [very] but meaningless advances to keep my focus. I have also forgone chili cheese fries. Yeah, I am cold turkey up in this piece. For some the concept is clear; others, not so much. I am okay with that. If you do not appreciate my position or are taken aback by my measures I ask could it be that you need to change your diet? Are you sedentary? Are you afraid of change? What in my decision creates a reaction for you? Really at the end of the day it does not matter. I do not look for health and fitness direction from the unhealthy so it would stand to reason I would not solicit sex advice from the [well] unfit. I mean, would you? Okay, carry on.