S3 wrote:Sadly, they don't stick around unlike you for various reasons, one being that they don't immediately find other women here. I hope you feel welcome here, and stay a while, (sorry I'm so late to welcome you).
If you could talk to another woman pedophile, what would you ask her, or what would you like to talk to her about?
In talking to other men I've found that we share a yearning, pain and anxiety, an interest in finding acceptance by someone to share the burden with, and more. I hope you find that here, even if not from another woman right away.
Thank you very much for the welcome.
I probably linger because female role models were for the most part rare in my childhood. My mother was emotionally distant, did not understand me (as I failed at being typically 'girlie') and made her displeasure known. This left my dad to take up more of the role of parenting for me, while my mother focused more on my brother. Since he didn't know much about girls, my upbringing was meant more for a boy but tailored to fit nonetheless. This worked well with my natural inclinations towards the more mechanical, outdoors, and science. My interest in females manifested at an early age which alienated me even more from females. So I am more comfortable around males.
If I could talk with another woman pedophile I would ask her when her feelings first manifested, does she feel her childhood contributed to the development of such feelings, and how has she endured? Beyond that, there wouldn't be too much more that I'd venture to share, for many women do not understand my aloofness or my lack of meaningful emotional depth. I would also be at a loss to understand their emotional depth, compare childhoods, or try to offer explanation for why women are ultimately a mystery to me despite being a member of the female gender.
I am learning much about these feelings I have and their possible origins in my own psychology based in part to the comparisons of others here. It's understood that I may never fully satisfy any such 'yearning' for acceptance, but having some answers to questions I've struggled with for some time should suffice. From what I've gathered so far, these feelings I have probably stem from some vast loneliness I've always felt in some degree. Children usually do not sense my oddness or they find it to be quite interesting... whereas adults are more apt to find a category I must belong to so they can adjust their behavior accordingly. Rarely am I ever 'categorized' properly.