After he's had penetrative sex in his 20's, he's had a lot of unexplained physical and psychological abnormalities. I don't understand why he feels this way, maybe psychoanalyzing him would help him. Here are his posts from the other thread: Well, that certainly happened to me. I have horrible psychological genetics, with so many family members suffering from anxiety, panic attacks, depression, and psychosomatic disorders. My family is also extremely religious, which in itself is a symptom of mental disease, I've come to believe. I had a complete breakdown 20 years ago, when I was 25, after my first sexual experience with another man, and I've honestly never recovered psychologically, despite years of therapy and meds. The rest of my 20s, entire 30s, and now half my 40s have pretty much been one blurry mass of anxiety and one psychosomatic disorder after another. I feel trapped, and have come to the conclusion that I will live the rest of my life this way. So, OP, your statement definitely applies to me. I had my first (and only) penetrative sexual encounter on July 3, 1993, and have been sick and filled with anxiety ever since. No joke. I experienced a major mental collapse right after, complete with severe panic attacks and unexplained, sometimes debilitating, physical symptoms and issues over the years that could never be explained via a physical exam or blood tests. I've essentially been sick every day for the past 20 years. I've been tested for everything in the book. I thought it was chronic fatigue syndrome, but my doctor ruled that out. I was so desperate at one point I even went to one of the top infectious diseases specialists in the country, and he gave me a clean bill of health. The consensus is that I have a very intense mind-body connection. I really have no friends...I can't make plans, since I never know how I'll feel from day to day. I can't date or have a bf, both because of how I feel and my fear of having penetrative sex again. I don't live life...I just survive from day to day. Fortunately, I am able to work, which has been a great escape. Weight training and finally finding the right mix of meds that has made my anxiety somewhat tolerable have taken the edge off somewhat, but I know whatever this is I have will stay with me for the rest of my life. I used to cry and pity myself all the time. The meds, for good or for bad, have made me numb to sadness (and most other emotions), so I don't feel anything most of the time. by: Anonymous reply 16 03/25/2013 @ 02:28PM Below is linked to the original thread. He is R1, 16, 17
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