Ok, so people think I’m intelligent and I write good questions, and they probably generally think I should feel good about myself. Those things are not the most important when it comes to thinking well of myself. Instead, I pretty much identify with my penis. As my penis is treated, so do I feel I am treated. It’s been like that for a long time. I don’t feel good about myself unless I feel like someone is into my sex organs.

I suppose one could explain this as a form of the evolutionary imperative. If my sex life is doing well, that means I have a chance of passing on my genes.

Sure, I identify with many other things that I am—all the things I do, my work, my music, my writing. I am a father and a husband and I love my family. I am a son, a traveler, a thinker and on and on. But for some reason, none of that seems to matter unless my cock is doing well.

Does anyone else find that they have some identification with their sex organs? To what degree? How do you think about it (if you do)? Could one argue that this is who we are? That everything we do is about giving our sex organs a chance to do their thing?

Topics: psychology, sex, penis, self, vagina, NSFW