[Pussy Tastes Seriously Delicious] I am affected by this on a daily basis. I had become relatively disgusted with myself for the way I've treated women that I've dated since I returned from Iraq. I really didn't give a damn whether they liked me or not, and it showed. Surprisingly enough, my bad manners didn't seem to matter. This is a new thing for me, and I attribute it to a general pissed-off attitude I developed during my deployment. It got so bad that a couple months ago I swore off dating for the foreseeable future. I didn't like the guy I was becoming. Fast forward to last week. I've been riding horses with a lady I met a couple weeks ago. She earned my respect and we got along great, so I asked her out and we made plans for Friday night at a nice restaurant. I had to cancel because I was stuck out of town working on a problem for my company. She suggested that when I got home I call her and she'd bring pizza over and we could just watch a DVD. So I rolled in about 10pm, called her up, we ate pizza and watched a chick flic. The next morning I made french toast and sent her on her way. We've dated/seen each other/fucked like rabbits at least daily since then, and it doesn't show any signs of letting up yet. I think she's pulling me out of these bad habits that I've developed with women. Cliffs: A good woman can be the best treatment ever for PTSD. Subcliffs: This is not a Fresh Prince thread. Endcliffs: Best. Weekend. Ever.