Excellent point, and one I’d honestly never thought of before.

Funny how in society, it’s so common to hear things like “oh men will fuck anything”. Yet, if men are so helplessly horny that they will fuck anything that walks, why is it women who are scrutinizing their appearances down to these silly details I’d never notice in another person? You would think, all with “women…

Yep, absolutely. In fact, the fact that he kept trying to approach the matter “as a straight male” instead of “as this woman’s therapist” is exactly the problem. A friend might be able to offer advice as a straight dude and say, well, “here’s what I think might improve your chances with guys from a guy.” But that’s…

Not her therapist, though, so she wants him of all people to keep his stupid boner to himself.

No. It’s clear she cares about her vagina.
When did men become so base and weak that they consider nothing else but “hot/not hot” when choosing a partner?

Yeah, I was therapist shopping and this lady gave me completely unsolicited advice about changing what I was giving up for Lent. I drop-kicked her so hard and the thing is she was blindsided. She had absolutely no idea why I wasn’t happy with her. This is a profession full of crazy people, as I know from extensive…

I really wish there was some kind of test or something that could sort “genuinely wants to help people with emotional issues” from “desperately need to project my own perceived shortcomings onto random people who thought they were seeking help for their own lives, not being a mirror for my crap.”

A -> B -> C is my life’s beauty trajectory:

Maybe he should slowly pull off her glasses and take her hair out of its ponytail?

Right after I finally broke free of my father (who was sexually, physically, and emotionally abusing me) and was seeing a therapist courtesy of Victim Witness, she started telling me I was a sociopath.

You are totally right about our hyper awareness and I feel like you got in my head with my concern about weird-shaped toes. We stress about so much bullshit and then society is like oops, not enough, here’s more. *cough*thighgap*cough*

It kinda seems that way to me, too. Like, he can tell that she is not ugly, it’s just that she’s a bad dresser! She’s probably model-hot under all those layers of old lady cardigans! And he really wanted to see her transformation, because (not so) deep down, he’s always wanted her. So one day she agrees to have the…

She took those comfortable shoes and jus basically walked all over his scrotum with them. :( poor guy.

I didn’t quite understand why he assumed she looked the same way all of the time. I have gone out of my house with dirty pajama pants, unbrushed/just woke up hair and no makeup plenty of times, yet I can also, you know, wash and groom and wear clean/nice clothes when I need to.

Yes! It means “Ew, gross, she can walk in them without breaking anything. Does she even care about my boner?”

I had a (female) therapist once tell me I should take more pride in my appearance when I leave the house. I could start by wearing better shoes and more flattering clothes.

Wow. Go Greta! There are tons of good comebacks to that, such as “go fuck yourself” and “eat a dick,” but “I dress up, asshole, just not for YOU” is a great one.

It would seem to me that Hellerstein is probably writing this out of frustration that the story didn’t end in a Penthouse Letters type scenario, as his writing style tends to allude to.

Say it with me fellas-

Well here’s the difference between therapy and advice: Advice, you don’t offer it as a therapist. That doesn’t mean that all those thoughts aren’t zooming around anyway.