About Stas

Jersey born and bred. And like any other typical guy, I’ve dated my share of women. After all these years, I finally realized what the problem was. I was way too nice to all of them, particularly Joanne, only to get shit on in the end. In fact, this relationship drove me to therapy for years.

What I Learned from Years of therapy

Anyone who has ever gone to therapy knows you are encouraged to open up and discuss your feelings. I learned my feelings were mostly anger and resentment, and for good reason. Why? Because Joanne turned out to be a lying, cheating, slut, whore, bitch of a woman.

My therapist tried to convince me Joanne wasn’t the typical woman, but I knew better. For the men in the world who haven’t yet learned the cold, hard facts of life, I’ve decided to start this website to educate you and spare you future emotional heartache. Please learn from my wisdom!

Anyway….After a year of therapy, I realized the I needed to put the relationship behind me  but kept seeing my therapist for one more year for 2 reasons. First, insurance was paying for it anyway. Second, she had an ok face, but really nice tits and I was hoping to bang her. After two years, nothing happened, so I just gave up.