Wow… This is an incredibly insightful comment, and really captures how I feel. I have so much caring and passion and potential to love just below the surface, and no one to share it with, and to return it. I didn’t feel this way when my self-esteem was low, and when I was in my shell. But now that I am happy with myself (and by myself), I’d like someone to share things with.
Not to mention I’d like to get laid on a regular basis. 
Corrvin writes:
Thanks for the encouragement.
You’d think I’d be a little more mature about this, but nooooo…
I check my email about every ten minutes(Did she write? Oh man, how long ago did I check?), actually plugged a phone into the jack in my bedroom, in case she calls and I can’t hear the office phone…
I also vacillate between desperately wanting the call/message and deciding I should move on with my life. Between thinking that she was just saying anything to get me out of her hair or that she really is taking time to consider carefully.
I thought I left this stuff behind in High School.
The really sad part? This all started Saturday, 5 days ago. Pathetic, ain’t it?
Jesus, Guinastasia, you’re beautiful.
I can’t believe, not even for a second, that you’ve never been in a relationship and never been kissed!
You wouldn’t happen to live in So Cal, would’ya? 
Pennsylvania. So in other words, yay for me, plane ticket for you;)
Now we have to get her to put up a color photo.
And wait for a PittFest.
[sub]Am I being a wee bit forward?[/sub]
Sorry to hear it Super, but from what I’ve seen relationships like that tend to go down in flames. I hope you meet someone who does you better…
39 and single… Sucks. Seems the older you get the harder it is to find a partner. Unless, of course you visit another city. Then you’ll meet someone you think is perfect except that he/she is over there and you are over here. At least that’s nearly always been the case for me… 
me, 23, and i’d like to give that “loved and lost” guy a swift kick in the skull.
:o
You guys are sweet.
Seriously-it’s probably because I’m so painfully shy.
feh on “loved and lost…”
The only redeeming line in Men In Black is when Tommy Lee Jones replies to Will Smiths’ recital of that tired old line:
“Oh yeah? Try it”
Too true. At 38 I’m past the demographic group where the women are single, and I have to do things like listen to all of my co-workers discuss their marriages. The place where I work is full of beautiful married women, plus a few gorgeous co-op students 15 years younger than me. Not that this is bad, but I’m beginning to feel like I’m on the wrong planet or something.
Even that doesn’t hold for me. I went all the way from Toronto to Helsinki and I only met beautiful friendly married women. Sigh.
And add me to the lineup to stomp the ‘loved and lost’ guy…
Only one thing for me to do. Become a famous comics artist and hope that attracts a woman. 
Speaking as one comics artist to another…
Yer doomed.
Oh great. My last hope, squashed in less than a day. At least we can still can go to comic jams and draw…
Single and missing being double.
Infectious Lass – Were we seperated at birth? My God, your story could have been written by me. Some minor details changed but it is just plain weird.
At 30, I actually quit my job as a college prof and moved to another city 1300 miles away without knowing anyone there and NOT having a job lined up AND in the middle of a recession-like economy (1995) in order to find someone to date. Ok, it wasn’t the only reason but it WAS a major reason and probably number one reason. I was so sick of rural areas with nobody to date and the very few available ones being very mentally screwed up plus ALL women over 16 had at least 2 kids.
I was getting so lonely and depressed that I was worried about my mental health. I actually felt I was losing my grip on sanity and that scared the living hell out of me.
Good news is I’m married now and much happier. Not completely and totally heaven but happy and I feel more like ‘me’ than I’ve ever felt in my adult life.
Blink
Oy vey. I’m in the same situation. Should I tell him how I feel? Should I keep my goddamned mouth shut? Unfortunately, he is the king of mixed signals. The KING. Sometimes I feel like there’s no chance in hell that he could not care for me in return, other times I think he must just want to be friends.
However, he just got out of a very complicated, long relationship, so who knows? Not I. I have until Dec. 14 to decide if I’m going to tell him. After that, winter break will get in the way, and he’s leaving the country for a while. Next semester, we may or may not have classes together, so who knows what will happen?
I have to screw my courage to the sticking place, or I will regret it for the rest of my life.
Nacho4Sara said:
Definitely go for it. No matter the result, you will feel better getting it done. I hope you get a nice Yes/No response, something in the middle is… ungood.
I spent two weeks getting psyched up enough to tell her how I feel (2 options, tell her, or run away; run away won for awhile) and now, just waiting…
But, given everything, still glad I did it, and got it over with. Like you, I don’t think I wanted to spend my life regretting not at least giving it a shot.
And for a late addition to the “It’s better to have loved…” vote, I say kill the guy, painfully, resurrect him, find a more painful way, repeat, etc.
Well, I know I will tell him. I’ve been, you know, planning my speech for a while now (am I the only one who does that?) and I am going to tell him that I don’t want any of the “well…maybe” responses. If he’s not interested, I don’t want him to try to spare my feelings, because I can handle his rejection.
Incidentally, I am wisely planning it on the last day of classes, so I will have 6 weeks to recover if he rejects me.
This would be much easier if he didn’t write incredibly beautiful poetry and love all the things I love and make me amazingly happy just by looking at me. Nothing and no one in my life has ever felt this right before, so I am just going to do it.
Female, 30, single, and not liking it at all. The recent break-up of my only long-term relationship has taken a lot out of me. I’ve always valued solo-time, but like porcupine I rarely click with guys “that way” and I’m not feeling so optimistic about my prospects.
I’m trying to keep some hope going on; I know pessimism feeds on itself. I have a class I go to, I make a point of talking to people there rather than keeping to myself, I force myself to get out on the weekends, I try to make plans with the few friends who stuck with me when things were really bad (that isn’t meant to sound pitiful, btw-- a number of people I thought were friends essentially turned tail and ran when I needed them most, so now I really appreciate my real friends even more). I’m starting to feel better in general, but I’m lonely and sad pretty often. I haven’t had a particularly successful history; it’s hard to convince myself that the future will be any different.
Nacho, good luck
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*Originally posted by tallinu *
**Nacho4Sara said:
As someone from the other side - he sounds dead on to me.