i don't even know why i'm posting this other than the fact that i kinda just want to get it out and figured i might as well do it in a community where i feel safe. also, i just received bad news regarding my health and knowing now that i may not have the same length and quality of life as everyone else, i'm starting to think about the bigger questions of life. it doesn't refer just to the men on this site, although they are part of it in my experience, but all men in general. basically, i'm pretty much at a point where i've all but given up on men. it seems no matter what i do or don't do, i'm never enough for anyone. all any guy seems to want from me these days is either just my body or my friendship, especially the former. sure it's nice being told that i'm pretty or sexy or whatever, but god i'm so tired of just being a hole for someone's dick. i'm so tired of being led on to think someone actually likes me, like all of me, for who i am, only to get me into bed with them and the next morning, i'm nothing. i'm equally tired of being led on to the point where i finally let my guard down and allow myself to be happy and trusting and think to myself "ok, it's for real this time. i really like him and he really likes me and for once, things are finally going to be ok" only to just then be given another bullshit excuse like "i'm not ready for a relationship" or "i'm just too busy for anything serious right now" or "i think we'd be better off as friends." it's basically like being told "i'm sorry, but you're just not quite good enough. sure you're great to have sex with and/or to talk to, but you're not worth any serious time or effort." this has been my love life, or lack there of, for so long now and it never gets any easier. it's been so long since i've had any kind of requited love that i don't even remember what it feels like. i don't remember what it's like to be enough for someone, to be more than enough, to have someone lie next to me and hold me and tell me how happy they are to have me, all of me. i don't want another one night stand or sex buddy or friend. i want someone who wants me, all of me; not just my body and not just my friendship. i want to know that i matter to someone, that i'm someone's everything and that they're mine too. but it seems that no man, or at least no man i come in contact with and desire, ever wants that of me. i'm starting to think that maybe no man ever will. maybe i'm just not enough for anyone. maybe i'm just not meant to be loved. that's a heartbreaking thought, so much so that i'm in tears as i write this, but every new time my heart gets broken, it seems even more true. sometimes when i see couples walking down the street hand in hand, smiling, laughing, kissing, i pretend i have someone walking next to me too and i'm just as happy as them. sometimes when i'm lying in bed awake at night, i pretend there's someone lying next to me, with their arms around me and it helps me get to sleep on those many sleepless nights. when i'm alone, as i often am aside from my friends, i dream of someone who will finally help mend my broken heart, who will make me finally feel safe, happy, and loved again, who will make me believe that love is real, and that it is within my grasp, who will make me forget that i ever thought otherwise. as i grow older though, and wiser per say, this dream becomes more of just that, just a dream, with less and less hope each day. the typical joke and stereotype is that men never want a relationship and women always do. i don't know about all women, but the part about the men seems to be true. for some reason, they never want to give any woman all of themselves or to take all of that same woman. for them, it's like an end all or something that they act like inhibits their masculinity, freedom, and happiness. is it really so much to ask? to allow yourself to, instead of just being content with being casual with multiple people, attempt at achieving true happiness by being more serious with just one person? like i said, i'd like to believe that's not true, but the more men i meet and who break my heart, the more the theory proves itself. i'm at a point now where i'm in a state of perpetual doubt and heartbreak and i don't even remember what it's like to be happy or excited about anything anymore. i'd give anything in the world to have all the love i have to give returned.
11 years