Here’s the story: So I know this girl from back in high school, never thought much about her. She was extremely attractive, but I did’nt really think much of her in the personality dept, so I never thought much of her. She was a friend of a friend. Fast forward to after college this May. I move back home to find that all of my friends have moved on to different cities or are still in college except this one girl. So I call her up. She looks even more radiant than back in high school. I play it cool though, since college I’ve been the master of my own emotions. I’ve seen pretty faces come and go and they’ve rarely ever made me even raise an eyebrow. Pretty faces come a dime a dozen, I was looking for substance. Don’t get me wrong, I’m in no postion to choose, only ever had one girlfriend in my life and I chose her just for her looks. Other than her, I’ve been a lonely, lonely man. So now I’ve been goin out with this girl for 5 months. Each time has been something like an intimate dinner and a movie, or something that resembles a real date. The rub here, of course, is that it has all been under the pretense of just friends. The two most evil words in the english language.
Well somewhere along those 5 months I’ve started to take a huge liking to her. Although she has’nt said it directly to me, I suspect she is’nt attracted to me. I tried everything to not fall in love with her. I looked into her soul and found nothing ugly that I could hate. There was nothing I could do, I was smitten. My life has been hijacked. My every thought belongs to this woman, and I’m drowning. This girl is so beautiful that the thought of never being able to have her causes my soul to rip itself apart. Everything she says and does is about being just and intelligent, and only makes me love her all the more. I’m falling into crippling depression over this woman just because I know there’s a good chance she’ll never like me. She’s stolen all my restful nights and left me nothing but fitful sleep and self-pity. Losing control over my emotions like this feels like sticking my scrotum into a pencil sharpener.
So I turn to you: the white-robed acolytes of the Straight Dope message boards. Say something to help me remove this shard of glass from my chest. I want my life and my emotions back. Even if I can't woo this girl in my favor, I just want her out of my mind. I want my depressive nights to end and I just want my life back to normal. Someone out there must be able to help me.