That is a great idea. I hate, HATE going out to clubs by myself and INSIST on dragging other people along, because it’s the only way I can relax and have a good time, which is the only time I ever get remotely cruised.
(Tip, though – when you’re ready for the advanced stage, see if you can arrange to bring more than one wing-person if you’re on the prowl. That way it doesn’t make it look like you’re in a couple.)
Not picking on you John, but when you’re in that place, it’s impossible to understand how not to try so hard. It just doesn’t make sense. Or at least that was my experience until I was already happy and realized how good that is as advice. YMMV.
Wait… you’re the guy with the cute ears and the spiffy new haircut? And you’re having trouble finding women???
:dubious:
Seriously though, your pain is evident in the OP. I suspect the way you were treated in school might have an awful lot to do with your current feelings of loneliness and your fears about finding someone. It’s amazing how much confidence (or lack thereof) will affect someone’s perception of reality, especially how others view them, etc.
I would have to chime in and agree that happiness is one of those things you find once you stop looking for it. There is no down without an up, and no up without a down, that’s just the nature of reality–wherever you are now, it won’t be that way forever. Understanding the way things change is helpful in two ways.
In cases of grief, it’s a great reminder that the hurt won’t go on forever.
In cases of joy, it’s a great reminder to appreciate what you have this moment while you have it, because it will, eventually pass.
I also wanted to put out there, for the record, that though I love my husband and celebrate the gift that he is, I’m incredibly, soul-crushingly lonely myself. Having that other person in your life doesn’t magically make troubles disappear by any means.
This is a good place to put these troubles. We’ll be here to help as much as we can. And FWIW you are a fine member of this community and I appreciate having you here.
One can hope. I am planning to go back to Lavalife again after a break of a year or so. There are a lot of women in their thirties and forties there.
Thanks. I may phone later.
Probably not. I went off the rails due to certain family events (way too many deaths in way too short a period of time) and that was the catalyst to dealing with deeper problems. If the deaths hadn’t happened, I’m not sure whether the rest of the process would have.
I was in some store a couple of months ago that was playing eighties music over the ceiling speakers, and it suddenly occurred to me that they might think of it as “old people’s music”, like the Thousand And One Strings.
However, some friends of mine have put on excellent private dance parties with a wide variety of music and ages (from twenty-five to sixty-five). I must find out whether they will do so again, and whether they need help. I very much want to go to such a party again.
I’ll email you tonight.
Already signed up for my next course at Loyalist College (you know, the one named for the people who lost the American Revolution: the United Empire Loyalists). Matt_mcl, who I met through Esperanto, introduced me to Dopefests, for which I eternally thank him. Time for another TronnaDope, methinks. And when spring comes, I’ll be seeing my activist friends a lot more, as well as making that triangle trip to Ottawa and Montreal. Just gotta get through winter first.
Though there’s something to be said for taking art courses again, instead of deadly-serious career-building house-design stuff.
Thanks, Beaucarnea. I’d love to meet for coffee sometime, as soon as You Know Who is out of power.
Wingwoman? Work on my grin? Interesting. Hmm. I don’t know whether you saw the hairstyle disaster thread I posted on Saturday, but in the first picture I was trying to grin, and you can’t tell. I’ll have to work on that.
Saluton, matt_mcl! I am coming to Montreal, I promise. Last week of March. I guess I’d better start firming up those travel plans. Maybe we can hit some music spots as well as the Metro.
Learn to DJ, Necros? Interesting idea.
Thanks, faithfool and Eonwe.
Olivemarch4th, your words are appreciated. I think I’m coming back from that low point of feeling now. It’s true… despite all that we do, the interior realm of feeling can be so stubborn to change. And then one day, it changes, almost without notice. I now have the impression that we work for months or years without visible effect, and then one day the shift takes place almost randomly. Kinda like the way the Soviet Union imploded, if you weren’t able to see what was going on inside.
(“Cute ears”? That’s… something I have never heard anyone say before, to anyone. )
I think we need to drag you out some, Sunspace. There are lots of great places to meet people! And, I know a few cute, single women who are too smart to go out with me (which is a great point in their favour even before you meet them). Drop me an email; I’m out of town until the end of the month, but I’d be really happy if you’d join in with our crowd when I’m back.
Chances are that if you go to a club and start aggressively hitting on young chicks , you will be a dirty old man, nothing wrong with that if you can carry it off but it does not sound like it should be your primary approach.
Go clubbing for the music and the atmosphere even if all you talk to is the staff and probably the owner(s). If your at a particular club for long enough people are gonna get curious enough to find out who you are and stuff. Leave the courting for another time.
One place that I have heard about is at kipling and lakeshore. I used to go there back in the early nineties ,but some people that I have talked with tell me that it regularly attracts people in their thirties and forties and plays mostly eighties and nineties dance music.
Blue suede shoes may be another one , if its still open.
like everything, sample the cuisine and dont hestitate to leave and try somewhere else if the crowd is not to your liking.
Declan
Antigen, LifeOnWry, sorry I didn’t respond earlier…
I certainly wouldn’t mind living elsewhere for a time, but I have a suspicion I need to do some other stuff first, like get my solar-house design business up and running. I was thinking about this last week: why didn’t I move to BC way back when, like my best friend from art school, if I like it so much there? That’s a very good question.
Hey Sunspace, just a note to tell you that I can feel your pain. I’ve been there, grew up in a really shitty home and have been really depressed at times in my life. Hang in there. It sounds like you’re doing the right things, so it will get better.
Re read that thread on the worst town in Canada, some of those places sound like they could use an infusion into the gene pool, you could be the one that brings regina into the list of Canadian citys that the glitterati want to be seen in.
Seriously your solar house project can wait a bit , take a sabbatical and smell the roses, and the violets and any other girl that has a flowery name. Two or three months of the summer and your back to the grind.
How long is long enough? I seem to have the ability to go to a place, be it a mall, club, bar, class, party, literally anything, and have absolutely no one talk to me. Ever.
I’m going to have to respectfully disagree with you. I don’t know what happiness is, but I do know that I’m not ‘happy’, and 'near as I can tell, never have been. I also know that if I continue as I have been I will never be happy, since my current goal is to die alone under a rock somewhere, having enough money to sustain myself so I never have to leave. Not that achieving it will make me happy (the staying under the rock part, not the dieing), but at least then I won’t need to bother with the rest of the world. With a goal like that, how can happiness possibly arise out of nowhere?
Oh, and Sunspace, because this is the pit…
Fuck you; I hate you.
Whenever I hear something like this, I always wonder how you can know this. Since all of our experiences are unique to us, one cannot look out and see what others experience when they say they are happy. So without experiencing happiness in the past, how can you know that you’re unhappy now? Perhaps your experience is what happiness is and you’re just unaware of that?
In the book “Stumbling on Happiness” by Daniel Gilbert, the author notes that some people proclaim their greatest happiness after experiencing great tragedy. For example, one anecdote claims that Christopher Reeve proclaimed that he was very happy after he suffered his neck injury. And in several books I’ve read including “Authentic Happiness” by Martin Seligman, external circumstances (unless the person is starving) rarely are an indicator of happiness. So it’s difficult to judge happiness objectively in that way.