Hello all you happy peoples,
When I say I’m drunk I suppose I should qualify that statement. I’m currently in a state of extreme looseness and gaiety, but not yet at the point where I have lost all self-control.
I’m tired because I’m alone! Work was rough too but that kind of tiredness I can deal with. Really though, I’m fed up of being single. It’s been four months now, and maybe that’s selfish of me to complain about, but I freaking hate it! I am 22 years old, intelligent, a “nice guy” (lol) with a fairly athletic build and oodles of style. I’m not looking for the love of my life here, just somebody fun to hang out with.
I think my problem is my social life. I have none. It’s not that I’m not capable. Last August, my parents called my college’s dean and reported that I was an alcoholic. I assure you I’m not (honestly). This turn of events forcibly relocated me from my social network of Boston to my social desert of Orlando. I’ve been seing a doctor and he recommended I go back to school this term. No dice. Sooooo I’m still here. I’ve been attending some clubs and social functions, but making friends 'aint what it used to be. Maybe it’s my fault, who knows.
My personality is that of a hopeless romantic. I’ve only had one girlfriend ever and we dated for 1.5 years. We almost got married but it didn’t work out. No girl has ever liked me initially, and any girl that perhaps did I’ve most likely scared away due to me coming on too strong. I always come on too strong. In every activity that I do I put 100% of my focus, energy, and creativity into it; this nearly always scares women away. My male friends love it at least lol. My guy/girl friend ratio is probably around 85/15.
My friends and relatives all tell me not to worry, that it will happen in time. To that I politefully say “fuck off” (is that allowed in this forum?). I exist in time and so does the dust I walk on. I refuse to passively accept my lonely existence until chance or Providence deigns to provide me with a partner.
I’m probably really coming off as a huge whiny cry-baby in this post here. So many people suffer more than me and I have the chutzpah to waste peoples’ time reading about my immature emo-esque loneliness. If it helps any, I really am lonely. Many people have told me that I have a mature heart, and that they cant believe I’m only 22. If I wasted your time, I’m sorry.
As for replies to the post; honestly, anything goes. I posted this mostly for personal catharsis (right word?). The posters of this board garner high respect in my mind, so I am always grateful for your input,
Best wishes,
Autolycus