I'm not really sure where to begin as what I'm going to talk about spans over a history of decades, but I am just completely lost so hopefully this won't be too long. In a nutshell, I have horrible luck with women, and by luck, I mean that my time, love, thoughts, and affection is never reciprocated by those I give them to.
I'm one of those persons people ask, "How is it you're still single?" because I am apparently a "great catch". I never have an answer for them. I've been chasing girls since I was a boy, and they've always ran the other direction. That's not to say I have NO luck with girls. I actually have no idea how many I've slept with, but just about every girl I have been with pursued me. A small number of these girls were the type I would chase had they not beat me to it, and that was awesome, and I thank the stars for them. But most were girls I settled for since I pined for the affections of a female.
I know I am not alone with this. And I ask right now, that if you decide to read and reply to this please know that I am 38 years old and have heard all the cliché advise regarding the matter. I'm looking for a fresh perspective. A great example would be, right now you might be thinking that I am investing in the wrong people, which is perfectly logical and makes sense. I get that I just don't have the good fortune other guys have where they can advance towards someone who hasn't shown interest in them, and they gain it by asking them out...
... So how am I supposed to feel when I get the same result when I ask out someone I am into who is also into me? How am I supposed to feel when I ask a girl I'm into to hang out, and she agrees, and then doesn't follow through? How am I supposed to feel when I supposedly have everything a woman wants, but get rejected time and time again? It'd be easier if I was unattractive, still living at home, unemployed, no transportation, or lack any means whatsoever to be able to provide. At least there would by rhyme and reason to it; yet, there are guys out there that fit this description who have more luck than I do.
A combination of repeated rejection, disappointment, and abandonment has left me with an extreme fear of intimacy. It has escalated the point that if I actually did start dating a girl I was into, I'd very likely sabotage it due to the constant fear of her disappointing me and/or abandoning me. It's ridiculous, and I give up. There is absolutely no point at all to investing my emotions into ANYONE anymore. Companionship just isn't in the hand I was dealt. It's mid-summer and I am experiencing a very cold winter right now.
I'm one of those persons people ask, "How is it you're still single?" because I am apparently a "great catch". I never have an answer for them. I've been chasing girls since I was a boy, and they've always ran the other direction. That's not to say I have NO luck with girls. I actually have no idea how many I've slept with, but just about every girl I have been with pursued me. A small number of these girls were the type I would chase had they not beat me to it, and that was awesome, and I thank the stars for them. But most were girls I settled for since I pined for the affections of a female.
I know I am not alone with this. And I ask right now, that if you decide to read and reply to this please know that I am 38 years old and have heard all the cliché advise regarding the matter. I'm looking for a fresh perspective. A great example would be, right now you might be thinking that I am investing in the wrong people, which is perfectly logical and makes sense. I get that I just don't have the good fortune other guys have where they can advance towards someone who hasn't shown interest in them, and they gain it by asking them out...
... So how am I supposed to feel when I get the same result when I ask out someone I am into who is also into me? How am I supposed to feel when I ask a girl I'm into to hang out, and she agrees, and then doesn't follow through? How am I supposed to feel when I supposedly have everything a woman wants, but get rejected time and time again? It'd be easier if I was unattractive, still living at home, unemployed, no transportation, or lack any means whatsoever to be able to provide. At least there would by rhyme and reason to it; yet, there are guys out there that fit this description who have more luck than I do.
A combination of repeated rejection, disappointment, and abandonment has left me with an extreme fear of intimacy. It has escalated the point that if I actually did start dating a girl I was into, I'd very likely sabotage it due to the constant fear of her disappointing me and/or abandoning me. It's ridiculous, and I give up. There is absolutely no point at all to investing my emotions into ANYONE anymore. Companionship just isn't in the hand I was dealt. It's mid-summer and I am experiencing a very cold winter right now.
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