Would you let me borrow a cup of sugar?

I'll lend you some sugar....!

What if that's not all I need?

I can lend you that too....just as long as you give it back. Gotta be neighborly after all.

Will you be there in June?

Hey Anna I just wanted to thank you again for this post and sort of explain why I really needed it. It was helpful to know that my idea that something like this might be a good thing for me to do and not some half baked hormone driven mistake. There was a lot more to it than that, but its too difficult and too personal to explain or post through this medium.

I've decided that while I'll still be checking the boards and exchanging posts from time to time, and still be around, after this post I won't be spending much time compared to what I have been this past several days. This has helped but ultimately to get where I want to be, I need to start spending most of my time on other things. Ideally, I hope to be out of my dang apt too often to be able to spend much time on the computer period.

Currently working with some of your colleagues to visit in June. I don't have anymore expectations than its an excuse to revisit some areas of the country Uncle Sam sent me to in my younger days, have a bit of an adventure, and meet some cool people.

The one thing the process of deciding to visit or not has done is helped me realize that I'm ready to take on some of those bigger life questions I've been putting off for six months.

Weather or not anything changes out of that, is hard to say. I quit trying to predict the future many years ago. I do know that most of the miracles I've experienced in my life are little things that you later realize played a key role in weather or not something turned out well, so who knows ?

Central over and out.

I really need to fix my climax problem, and the Bunny Ranch is the place to do it.

Thanks Anna Let me know how you do on finals !

[i]I had been on my mind to do something like this since Friday night and while the following post was one I originally posted on a different thread, I thought it would be better posted here as people who would find it helpful are more likely to be reading this one. I've had the privilege of exchanging correspondence with some of the other board members and its obvious that many are hurting.

I'll have to say thank you for your openness and willingness to share. I'll do the same. I've struggled with OCD and depression my entire life. I've had issues with suicidal thoughts and actions along with my issues involving my mental illness. I've taken many medications over the course of my life, and have engaged in therapy, all of which has only resulted in partial relief from my issues. It's ironic that the only medicinal combination that has actually had a significant impact has been prescribed by my general physician, not my previous psychiatrists. And by significant I mean that my symptoms are only less severe, but by no means eliminated. If I were to put a number on it, I'd say the meds have never given me more than 33% relief.

Now for the part that involves the Bunny Ranch. I must provide a disclaimer to what I'm about to describe, since other peoples reactions to the actions I took could be significantly different than my personal experience.

I was a bit trepidatious about going to the Bunny Ranch because of my OCD and depression, as I was afraid it could make both issues worse. My desire won out, obviously! When I got there, I was greeted by Jordan Soprano and Kalli Morgan, who spent an hour with me. It was a wonderful hour, and I did have some issues with my OCD and depression initially following our time together. The next day, I returned, and spent another hour with them, and we included Bunny Love in this hour. Again, it was wonderful, but again I had some issues with my OCD and depression following it. But over the next couple weeks, something happened to me, something that had never happened to me before. I didn't even realize it until it was pointed out to me by other people who knew about my mental illness. I wasn't doing my usual OCD related rituals, and my demeanor was more upbeat. I was able to drive by myself, which I hadn't been able to do in the previous four years, and I even started to drive at night, which again I wasn't able to do for years. I could ride my bike, and walk without constantly walking back and forth in an OCD loop that made it impossible to get anywhere. My work is easier, and I am able to perform it at least twice as quickly as before, since I'm not going over everything multiple times checking myself for errors. I'd say that, for the first time in my life, I got some relief that supplied me with at least twice the relief that any medication had ever provided previously. I'm still not 100%, but where the meds got me to 33%, the ranch got me another 33%, so I'm now at 66%, which is a hell of a lot better than I've ever been able to achieve previously!!! Now again, this is not advice, as my reaction could be vastly different than other people, and it could, at least in theory, make your symptoms of any mental illness worse.

Anyway, this is my story, and I've told you a summary. There's a lot more, but I'm not writing a book, just a post.

Thank-you for sharing that. I too gave an abridged version of my story, totally get you on that. Personally if you haven't, google NAMI and Bring Change 2 Mind. They are too outreach organizations that you may find helpful in your journey. You can even find the unabridged version of my story on their website if you have an hour

I would also like to say to others reading these posts that if you can identify with either Euler's story or mine (Central Ohioian) please understand that both of us had to come a long way in our recoveries with the aid of medical professionals before the thought of a ranch visit would even remotely be a good idea. I would suggest that perhaps you have some much larger issues you should focus on first and seek some assistance with those first.

My chief worry was whether or not the let down from a visit would be too much for me to handle and is in fact a large part of the reason I decided to delay my trip for three months. I had to know that I'd be strong enough to deal with that before I felt I could take such a risk. Thankfully I know I am now, but again it took me two years to get there.

The women while very compassionate people are not therapists, nor is that what it is even about. So again, if you have a similar story, first get help with getting back on your feet solidly, the ranches aren't going anywhere soon. I am a military veteran with a college degree and if I felt no shame in seeking help two years ago, nor should you. Mental Illnesses are brain diseases just like diabetes, cancer, or any other sickness. Credible medical science backs this up.

Will you be there in June?

FOREWORD: This post is going to be a little heavier, and deeper, than you're used to seeing from me. It may tug at some sensitive strings, but I think it's important -- and every word is inspired by people I care about in the BunnyRanch community. I hope you find some comfort in it.

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Perhaps you recently got out of a relationship that was less than fulfilling.

Or you’re in one that never was.

Perhaps you’ve been alone for years, divorced or widowed, and have lost touch with your sexual and intimate core -- a part of yourself that’s as natural as the blood coursing through your veins, yet seemingly lifeless.

Perhaps you’ve distanced yourself emotionally, withdrawn socially, given up on the possibility of making a meaningful connection with a woman, cocooned yourself within your own heart -- the only place you find safe anymore.

Perhaps you’ve convinced yourself that the best of times are behind you.

Perhaps you’ve convinced yourself, worse yet, that you don’t deserve happiness, that your own transgressions, whatever they may be, disqualify you from contentedness, from love, from absolution.

Perhaps an ex convinced you of that.

Perhaps she, or he, ripped your heart out, and a piece of your soul went with it.

Perhaps your confidence has taken such a beating, time and time again, that you no longer have the energy to trust in yourself, let alone a woman.

Perhaps you’ve justified your unhappiness, decided you’re simply not worthy: not good-looking enough, not charming enough, not socially skilled enough, not thin enough, not big enough, not healthy enough, not financially stable enough, not this, not that, not the other thing. You've condemned yourself to a life of unrealized potential. Accepted it. You’re so lost in self-pity and self-loathing that you don’t know where excuses end and reality begins.

Perhaps it’s been so long since you touched a woman, touched one that way, that you’ve forgotten how. You’ve forgotten what it feels like, physically and emotionally. You’ve forgotten what a woman tastes like, sounds like, kisses like, smells like, looks like in the throes of genuine passion.

Perhaps you’ve never known, and it’s eating you up inside.

No more!

You are not alone.

You are in control.

You need not succumb to feelings of isolation, of disenchantment, of doubt.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard these stories. How many times I’ve heard, “It’s just not meant to happen for me.”

Everything is meant to happen for you. Everything!

The most personally gratifying thing I can offer you, even beyond toe-curling, mind-blowing sex, is the opportunity to help you see that. Or rediscover it.

I’m not going to sit here and say the BunnyRanch is the answer. I’m not even going to tell you it’s part of the answer. Answers rarely are so clear-cut.

But a visit to the ranch might help you find them. It might help you find yourself. It might be the first step toward a better, happier, healthier lifestyle. You don’t necessarily need a relationship, but you do need to feel desired. You do need intimacy. It can manifest itself sexually, spiritually, psychologically, emotionally. It’s something you at once share and internalize. It’s your lover’s, and it’s yours. It’s a part of your fiber. It’s who you are. It’s who we all are.

What's that, you say? You’re ashamed to seek a professional? You shouldn’t need to?

Phooey. It’s the world’s oldest profession for a reason. People have turned to us since the beginning of time, and will do so until the end. There is no shame in that, no matter what the puritanical forces of American culture might have you believe. And it's indisputably the safest outlet there is.

Don’t be controlled. Don’t be dissuaded. Don’t be disillusioned.

We all need a kick in the pants sometimes. And sometimes we need someone to just rip those pants off and remind us that we’re vital, we’re here, and we won’t always be.

Without judgment. Without inhibition. Without persecution, especially not from within. The worst kind.

You know?

If you don’t, let’s see what we can do about that.

annasuvari@bunnyranch.com

I had been on my mind to do something like this since Friday night and while the following post was one I originally posted on a different thread, I thought it would be better posted here as people who would find it helpful are more likely to be reading this one. I've had the privilege of exchanging correspondence with some of the other board members and its obvious that many are hurting.

Since I'm quite open about this in my personal life and my non-Bunny Ranch online identity, I don't consider sharing something like this to be that big of a deal, though I realize for some it might seem rather intense.

I do want to clarify something about it first. My primary diagnosis was ADD, my secondary diagnosis of depression was the one that brought me to my knees (though I never was suicidal). Everyone is different, but for me once the ADD was addressed the problems I had with anxiety quickly started falling away. While I made the jump from sick to healthy rather quickly (6 months), the depression issue due to its nature was one did take longer. I don't want to set unrealistic expectations for people again everyone is different. Okay now on to the post.

What inspires me, hhhmmm how deep and personal do you want to get ? I'll do my best to keep from bumping the bottom of the pool with this dive but its not going to be easy.

Been fortunate to have seen a lot of things, here over the past two years finally made a successful recovery from clinical depression after a real rough patch two years prior to that. The thing that kept me hanging in there during that downward spiral was knowing that I'd been through some hard times before and made it through, so I'll be dammed if I'm going to give up now. Self respect and self pride you could say.

The thing that keeps me going these days is knowing of people whose condition was far worse and debilitating than mine. Realizing that there were several intersections along my path where I could have just as easily gone the other way and fallen as far as they did. I never had to have a 5150, never had to go through an inpatient treatment facility, kept my job (BARELY), and had constant family support. It has made me feel fortunate and I feel an obligation to talk about stuff like this to help fight the stigma associated with brain diseases and give people who are going it alone, courage to seek help before its too late.

It also inspires me to go out and live my life to its full potential every day. Unlike many of those poor souls, I have options and if I don't choose to take advantage of those options I'll have wasted my life. I didn't want to lay this whole thing out like this. However, on the message boards last night based on some interaction I had with some other members, it became clear that some of those poor souls are on this forum regularly. So I hope it will do some good, help pay back the kindness of those who helped me through that time. In other words "Pay Forward".

In a big way, this thread has made me feel a lot more comfortable about our upcoming visit because its helped me to realize I'm not the only guy in his early 30's who still has that stinky "V" card.

I was in my late 30's, so don't feel bad.

this recent trip has really put a lot of confidence back into me

I need to put out an APB on mine.

For allowing me to share so much of myself with you Anna....

I found it! Now all you have to do is come and collect.

I'm honored, babe!

If only it were that simple.

I know, I know. If only ...

I really need a "Hall Pass".

Left hall, if at all possible.

Left hall, if at all possible.

Left hall, if at all possible.

I found it! Now all you have to do is come and collect.

As I read this thread I hear many opening their emotions and hangups

As I read this thread I hear many opening their emotions and hangups, sharing them with us. It seems that all lucky enough to have visited the Temptress have a new outlook after spending some time in her aura of concern and caring.

It doesn't seem to matter if is a wounded cast off animal needing care and attention or a the bruised or broken emotions of another person. Anna opens her heart and accepts them as they are.

+1 because this post has helped a lot of people.

I'm somebody who has a lot of lost time to make up for: a virgin until I was 33. But until I went to the Bunny Ranch I feared that I would never know what it was like to have sex, much less with a beautiful woman. Those were always the girls and women that passed me by in life.

One of the fond memories I have of visiting you is how easy you are to talk with, this type of thread is just so much the kind of thing I'd expect to come from such a caring person.

Thank you, TF! I miss talking to you ... and, well, not talking ...

That was probably the best not talking I've ever experienced!

Anna, it's like you can read the mind of my second brain.....

Seriously though, you've had a major positive impact on me too. Hearing mostly "no" as the answer in the bedroom over several years left me empty and frustrated. I needed to experience sex not just as a means for procreation but for the fun and intimate connections that it brings. Anna, you made that possible, not just through the act itself but through your intellect, charm, therapeutic massage hands... the list goes on.

I think this is the guys version of going to the spa.