Size mattered for me – now I think I regret it

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“I’m not going to mince words – I’m a very sexual person. I enjoy sex and I’m not ashamed to admit it. So because of this, sex is a very important criterion on my list of important qualities in a man. If he doesn’t measure up to my standards, I find my way. I can manage many things but not that.

 

Then I met this amazing guy. He was everything I’d hoped to find – mature, good looking, and rich with an educational resume that could win an award. He wanted to settle down and had decided I was his perfect woman. We started dating and I was practically in love…until we reached the intimacy stage and he undressed;”

 

My excitement shriveled as I stared at his manhood in shock. He was small and I know small because I’ve seen a number in my time.  I squinted, hoping my eyes were deceiving me but no, they were not. Since I was already in that position, I suffered the moment in silence but took off after. No way was I going to go through that again; I ended the relationship.

 

For a while, he kept asking me what went wrong but I wouldn’t say. Eventually, I told some small lie about still being in love with some old boyfriend and this effectively ended his questions. I was relieved.

 

My relief lasted only a couple of years for I ran into him at an event and we sat down to catch up. He showed me pictures of a new wife and baby and as I looked at his proud and happy face, I felt …regret. He was a good man and when we dated, though brief, he’d treated me really well.  I walked away wondering if I’d made a mistake by letting him go over something he had no control over such as the size of his privates. I mean, that stuff is important to me but relationships are made up of so many parts and the physical aspect is just one part, right? If I’d used my head and not my ass, I’d be married to him and he’d be showing off my pictures proudly. I know it’s late but I keep thinking that when I look back on my life, my decision to stop seeing him would be on my list of regrets. Did I make a mistake then?”