You are right, we tend to be analytic. Throughout school, basically labeled as someone who didn’t think like everybody else. Crushed all of the intelligence tests. As long as the course’s subject didn’t involve subjective interpretations (or math), I did well.

I am a prosecutor who specializes in complex appeals, drug, financial, computer, weapons, and homicide cases. I also do sex offender commitment. The more complex the case, the better my results. Not sure if it’s a blessing or a curse, especially when folks find out what I do and where I live. It’s not that uncommon to find me working on a project after hours with opera, organ music, or anime soundtracks cranked up (right now listening to the Macross soundtrack for example).

Generally wear emotional armour so-to-speak. Every day on the job, I get lied to. I don’t flinch when looking at homicide photos. I have to make calls as to what to charge out and what not to. One attorney who used to be the state’s attorney out here said he gave it up because he reached the point where he didn’t believe anyone. Kind of know that feeling.

Hehe, secret dungeon in the backyard. You will find a lot of things in the yard/basement, that is not one of them.

Not 100% sure what “myself” is. Have been working on figuring that out. I know that I do have an issue with verbal hostility, which is probably something I developed over time. I know it has cost me quite a bit over the years and am working on figuring out how to permanently remove it and replace it with something better. Has gotten much better, but still a challenge when under stress.

I remember a teacher long ago mentioning that I was a very giving person. Over time, I have become decidedly less so. Learned the hard lesson that people will gladly take, but won’t give in return. On the job learned that being generous toward the opposition results in later problems, and that to be giving in the workplace just results in getting taken advantage of. Family has taught me that giving just results in getting screwed.

Anita is right that I need to get my house back to myself too. What was supposed to be temporary has turned out to be longer-term, been over a year and a half. Yet another example of getting lied to, this time by family. This is probably part of the reason I sometimes feel a disdain for people. In 2015, I spent probably close to $100,000 between paying the commission on the sale of the house in FL out of my share of the proceeds, helping with relocation and transportation, etc. Figured that it would help family members save money and figure out where they want to go. Turned out, I basically got screwed. It’s not the money so much, though I could certainly have used it, as it is the B.S.. I go to work and get lied to, I go home and get lied to.

You are right, I’m not looking for women who are trying to figure out where their next meal, etc. is coming from. Doesn’t seem that there are many of those women out here. Really thought I might actually have found a partner with the last woman, but not so much. Haven’t really met anyone since then who is viable. Met a really great woman, but she works for the media, so that’s a non-starter. Also, ran into a woman at a restaurant a couple of weeks ago over the lunch hour who lit up to see me, I know her, but she works for an agency who brings cases to us for review which could be awkward. It’s a rare instance when a woman walks over and wants to sit down and talk.

Now, I don’t really have the time. Preparing for a murder trial at the end of the month that is backstopped by a significant jury trial on a violent felony which is backstopped by an appellate appeal. Somewhere between now and then I’ve got at least one more trial scheduled for an armed drug dealer. The irony of the appeal is that it isn’t even in my normal sphere, I wound up being assigned it because the person who normally handles it was “too stressed.” Despite being “too stressed,” the person doesn’t spend that much time in the office, and just spent a weekend out-of-town with her partner.

As far as risks go, that boils down to choosing better, and getting over the whole “fix-it” complex. Women who at least look they should know better, pairing up with tatted up freak shows with criminal histories thick enough to make body armour out of (in a buyer’s market for women no less). What do these women really expect to happen? I see it in men out here too, where they get desperate to have a partner and try to tame a prostitute, then wonder why they wind up in the situations they do. I know that there are no guarantees, but yikes. I know it may not be a popular position, but if you are a man/woman and are determined to start a relationship with somebody who has a known history of domestic violence, you made the choice to be beaten/abused.