I’m the one who talked about prostate cancer.

My papa (a male supporter) is 70. We even climaxed together yesterday. I hope you overcome prostate cancer and stay active for life! Still, if an F-cup would do, I’d be happy to make it up to you. What a shame. Marika

Mac, By the way, did you know that *Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea* is actually about anglerfish? Gran Mamare is a female anglerfish, and so is Ponyo—which means Sosuke’s fate is… Miyazaki has pretty twisted tastes, lol.

> Is it true that as people get older, they eventually reach a point where they simply stop wanting it? That’s something I’ve wondered about too（笑）。 My mentor told me that prostate cancer had left him unable to get an erection. But he and his wife still seemed to be on good terms. Had he found a different path? Or was it just an act? I couldn’t bring myself to ask for fear of offending him, so I’ll never know. But there are men like that. Things will work out as they will. Rather than trying to control everything, just leave yourself to the forces of nature—and to God’s? Or death’s? arrival—as it comes! Just make sure your heart is prepared...

It really does leave you feeling frustrated and restless, doesn’t it? This may not solve anything, but— *Big hug.* **Update:** A 60-year-old company president who had been focused solely on work texted me: “After being with you for the first time in over ten years, I realized—was it always this wonderful? I can’t stop thinking about it. Am I sick?” Everyone has their own struggles and restless thoughts. To the person who asked the question: I don’t know what form it will take, but a way forward will open up for you. I’m sure of it. —Akari

There’s a five-stage model of coming to terms with a disability: “shock,” “denial,” “confusion,” “efforts toward resolution,” and “acceptance.” The questioner is probably in the confusion stage right now. I loved Potassium-san’s anglerfish analogy. While writing my earlier question, I kept thinking, “There’s some creature that’s kind of like this…” Then I remembered: the anglerfish. Thanks for reminding me. Here’s a description of the male anglerfish, copied below. ↓ “Once, while examining the body of a dead anglerfish, researchers discovered a small, bug-like creature attached to its enormous body. Strangely, the carcass of this tiny, bug-like creature had fused with the anglerfish’s body, as though it were part of it. At first, this bizarre creature was thought to be a parasite, but as the investigation continued, something astonishing became clear. The minuscule creature attached to the body like a parasite was, unbelievably, the male anglerfish. The tiny male anglerfish finds the female by following the light she produces. For a male anglerfish living at the bottom of the dark, lightless ocean, finding a female is no easy task. Even after finding one, it is difficult to swim alongside her without becoming separated in the darkness. As a result, he fuses himself to her body. The female also has limited opportunities to find a mate. Even if she has to share nutrients with the tiny male she has finally found, keeping him by her side offers a greater advantage for leaving offspring. Thus, males evolved a system in which they attach themselves to females and gradually become one with them, ensuring successful reproduction. Once attached to the female’s body, the male is simply carried along and no longer needs to swim on his own. His fins therefore disappear, and he even loses his eyes, which were once needed to find food. That’s not all. Once blood begins flowing from the female’s body into the male’s, he no longer needs to catch food, so his internal organs also degenerate. As he assimilates into the female’s body, only his testes—needed for reproduction—develop to an extraordinary extent. In the end, the only thing of value left is his testes. He literally becomes nothing more than a tool for producing sperm.” If I could be reincarnated, I’d want to come back as a male anglerfish lol P.S. I found this while Googling and was kind of moved, so I’m copying it here too. 【Anglerfish were found to have abandoned their immune systems in order to fuse males and females!】 “Among the six species that fuse permanently, the major histocompatibility complex (MHC) proteins, which play a central role in rejecting transplanted organs, were absent. In two of the species, they had even lost the ability to produce antibodies altogether. The function of killer T cells had also been almost entirely lost.” They really go that far? I’m starting to feel surprisingly close to anglerfish. Now I’m craving anglerfish hot pot lol P.S. 2 I don’t mean to sound presumptuous saying this about myself—and please bear with me, since I’m only explaining for the sake of comparison—but people often like me for things such as respect, kindness, and my appeal as a person. But deep down, I don’t need any of that. I simply want to be valued, loved, and used as nothing more than a penis. Am I a pervert after all? lol I feel like there must be women who have desires like mine. They may be highly educated, beautiful, and socially well-regarded, but what they truly want isn’t any of that—they want to be treated thoroughly as nothing more than a hole. If there’s anyone like that, I’d love to meet her. We’d understand each other’s feelings, so I’m sure we’d get along incredibly well.

Saying you still want to do it even when your “little friend” is 60 is probably a lie. The oldest man I’ve been with was probably in his 90s. He said he still wanted to get his little guy hard and make it go “pyrupyr”! I believe both men and women should never forget adult intimacy until the day they die. Otherwise, you’ll age and become an empty shell… Even if you have surgery and things no longer work, why not focus your energy on ways to please women instead? Alternatively, you could try finding other pleasurable areas through oil massages and the like. Even for someone who says, “I’m not really into nipples,” it may simply be that they don’t like the way they’re being touched. Try having a men’s spa help you discover what feels good.

As someone in my 50s as well, I read your post feeling that it could just as easily have been about me. Before joining a dating club, I might have been able to come to terms with losing my sexual function—assuming my life wasn’t at stake. But since joining, after all sorts of twists and turns, I’ve become fairly active with women, so I believe I can understand your anguish. Now that I’m in my 50s, I occasionally attend reunions. Since we went to an all-boys’ school, the conversation eventually turns to sex once the drinks start flowing. The men seem to fall into two completely separate groups: those who are still very much active and have several mistresses, and those who have lost not only the opportunities but also the desire and ability for such things. So while having that kind of desire, as you do, may not make you part of the majority, Joe’s impression is that you’re not exactly alone, either. That probably isn’t much comfort, though. I sincerely hope you make a full recovery—and that the diagnosis is wrong. Incidentally, at last year’s reunion, I was the only one still having sex with my wife, and they practically treated me like a pervert.

So, are you lying awake, unable to sleep, brooding over all this? Of course you’d be shaken if you were told there might be cancer. The prospect of losing a bodily function brings an overwhelming sense of loss. I don’t think anyone who hasn’t been through it could ever truly understand. You’re probably facing something like that, aren’t you? It’s a general fact that our physical abilities decline with age, but I honestly can’t understand people who simply follow the example of those before them and decide to “age gracefully.” With advances in medicine and nutrition extending our healthy life expectancy, I can’t help wondering what they’re doing. Haven’t they noticed that athletes’ careers have gotten dramatically longer over the past few decades, for example? Illness and accidents happen, and even without them, aging gradually closes in on you, like a soft rope tightening around your neck. But that’s only one possible circumstance. Don’t you either accept it and leave the battlefield, or keep fighting to the very end? If you’ve thought about it seriously and still can’t give up, you’ll resist no matter what situation you’re in. Maybe continuing to fight external forces is what life is all about. If you’re going to use a metaphor like *Lethal Weapon*, I’d rather you act like *The Terminator*—especially *Terminator 2*. Face that terror head-on as it keeps coming after you no matter how many times you destroy it; even after losing an eye and an arm, ultimately defeat it, then willingly sink into the molten steel with your fingers forming an OK sign. Isn’t that the manly way to live? Ah, but for someone like you, who just wants to bury your face in the chest of a C- to E-type woman, that might be a bit too harsh. Sorry about that. Even I want to go to bed now, so this was a little half-assed—and Takada Junji may have possessed me（笑） Taro