It’s hard to believe this year is already halfway over. By the end of the year, I’ll be 22. What’s the problem, you ask? Well, the problem is that I feel so far behind in the “dating” world. I’ve never been in a “relationship” with a girl, never been on a proper “date”, and heck, I’ve never even really had any flirtatious moments with a girl. I always get the “Oh, but you’re still young” shtick, but really, am I? Most people start experiencing dating and relationships in their teens, and mature from there; I haven’t even started yet. So what the heck is that going to mean for me? Not only that, but I don’t want so many years to pass by that I’m too old to enjoy some of the more “fun” parts of dating and relationships at a younger age.
And don’t get me wrong; I’m not expecting dating/ relationships to be all “good, happy, fun times”. I know there’s hardships and downsides that come with those things, but the crazy thing is, I want to experience that, too. Again, I know that sounds kinda crazy, but I think it’s really cool to see couples successfully work through their problems, and become closer because of it.
Thing is, everyone says you have to love yourself, and that you have to learn to appreciate being single, but yanno, I think after almost 22 years, I know myself just fine. Hell, I’m almost tired of myself, by now. I can’t help but be incredibly curious to experience what it’s like to date and be in a relationship, after spending so much time being single.
For whatever reason, though, I just can never really properly “connect” with girls. Yeah, I meet nice girls, but I’ve never really met one that really made me think “Wow, I’d like to spend more time with her, and get to know her better”. And, in all honesty, I’m not the kind of guy that really catches the attention of girls anyway, so my options are fairly limited to begin with.
To make matters even more frustrating, it seems like all of this comes so much easier to all the people in my life. Mostly everyone I know is involved with someone, and they’re all generally fairly content with their situations, even if they run into some bumps along the road.
What’s worse is, I don’t even get how some of these people can be better off that way than I am. I know three guys, for instance, all a couple of years younger than me, that have girlfriends (who I’ve met, and are nice girls), and a lot of times they act like they don’t even care that they’re in relationships. I see them drooling over and flirting with other girls, and they often crack crude jokes about their girlfriends (all of this behind their girlfriends’ backs, of course). Another acquaintance of mine is a guy I went to grade school with; he’s not necessarily a bad guy, or anything, but back when we were kids, he was always extremely obnoxious, did a lot of gross things, wasn’t very hygienic, etc., and even now, he still retains some of those qualities, and you know where he is now? He’s got a two year old son, and he’s had at least two pretty nice girls interested in him. Another kid I went to grade school with, that everyone always thought was really weird, is currently engaged to be married.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to be all arrogant and claim to be “better” than those people, but look at it from my point of view; I’m a pretty down-to-earth guy, I take care of myself, and I like to think I’m a pretty warm, caring, polite person. Yet, I just can’t seem to catch a girl’s attention, and I don’t get it. I definitely have a lot of flaws, and at worst, I’m a bit on the reserved side, but even then, it’s not like I’m a total recluse, nor am I the least bit intimidating or unapproachable. I just don’t understand what’s so wrong with me. It’s really starting to kill my confidence, yanno?
Eh, sorry this got to be such a long post. I just need to vent a bit, I guess. Anyway, I guess what I’d really like to know is, how the heck do I keep myself optimistic in all this? Little by little, as the years keep slipping by, I keep becoming more cynical and pessimistic, and I hate that I’m becoming that way. It’s bad enough that I’m already so far behind, but I don’t want to end up growing into a bitter person because of it.