Right? I hope YOU do because I don't have a clue. I don't know why I'm here and I sure as hell don't know where to go from here. In fact if someone said "You know what to do" to me, I'd shut down, get very tired and probably not go outside until I was sure the person assuming I know what I'm doing had long ghosted me like my last gf. She probably went out with me assuming I'm a guy that knows what I'm doing... I'm not. I'm clueless. I don't know the love languages, I have no idea where the clit is (or what it is), I have no predictive ability to deduce why you are mad (even if the clues are strategically placed and identified), I'm not smooth AT ALL. I'm not even sure if this was all something I should be admitting. So let hope...you know what to do.