To keep the story short, it seems that I constantly find flaws in men. And not just any men, but perfectly good ones.
Story Time!
Just recently, a graduate Philosophy student (who was a Teacher's Assistant in one of my lower level Philosophy classes) who I had a class with seemed to be interested in me. I am an Art & Philosophy double degree student and I would come into the class with my huge art portfolio. We'd constantly sit next to each other, talk before class and afterwards. He'd suggest how I should teach him how to draw, how I should come to his office hours (even though I told him that I was perfectly fine with the material covered in class), etc. No, there weren't any ethical issues--he had no bearing on my grade and this was towards the end of the quarter, so nothing would have happened until after the grades would be handed in.
He's very sweet and we had a lot in common in terms of life goals and tastes. I'm interested in pursuing intellectual property rights law in the future, which is something his father practices. I felt like he complemented a side of me that I cared about but didn't see as a viable career for myself (let's be honest, art or philosophy don't pay that well nor are they practical). But, as time went on, it seemed that I just got caught up in things I didn't like about him; his hair cut, how sometimes his laugh would get very annoying (sometimes it sounded really nerdy, and that sound grates on my nerves), how he's naturally got a pink tint to his skin, etc etc etc.
This guy is a student working on his Ph.D., completed his undergrad in Physics and Philosophy, and he's absolutely wonderful and I'm rejecting him because of his laugh?! I mean, I hate myself for it. Yet, despite all my logical reasonings and attempts at rationalizing, I ended up pushing him away. All the while, I have my eye on this boy in class I hadn't said a word to all quarter, nor did I end up saying anything to after it was over.
This can't keep happening. Where is this coming from and how do I solve it?