Hello.
I guess I'm doing this because I just need to get it out. I would like a few replies, maybe even a suggestion or two, but as I have never done anything like this before I'm not too sure what too expect.
Okay lets start. I'm a guy, I turned 22 in January, and I suppose I'm looking for help to put myself back together? Find myself? I dunno.
I'm decent enough looking. I'm a big guy (build pretty strong), but not fat; sure I would like to lose a little weight but who doesn't? I go to the gym when I can (1-3 times a week, but not every week) and I wear nice button down shirts and jeans a lot.
Thing is I don't date a lot.
I've had a few first dates, but nothing long enough to say I was seeing anyone. Why? Well, I'm not shy by any measure of the word. I'm usually the guy at the social or your fiends house that starts dancing in front of the stereo when everyone is stuck to the walls that first five minutes; or grabs a baseball bat and ball and stops the rest of the guys from driving their heads into the table from boredom at a wedding social.
I was the goofy guy who tried to get along with everyone in high school but somehow always drew the attention of the bullies, and all the teachers just told me to stop fooling around with my friends if I didn't want to get hurt. I never fought back because I cannot stand hurting people if it's just me. The only reason it stopped was because they went after someone I thought was a friend and I defended them.
Kinda drifting ain't I?
Lets get back too it.
I'm looking for some advice because I'm tired of – now I don't want to seem like I just want attention – but, well.... hurting.
I have liked a few women enough to try to ask them out, but I always seem to be blinded.
The two friends to whom I have admitted how I view beauty in women have both said it's odd and one even went as far as saying 'artistic'.
I'm looking for an equal. Someone to connect mentally and who has a bright and fun loving personality. Someone that I can talk to and just be me around. The Physical doesn't matter that much too me. You probably snorted right there, but I swear to you its true. I put no store in the 'super model' 'skinny' mentality that seems so common today. I actually find it a major turn off. When I notice something physical about a woman its different.
I love little bits of them ( not meant in a creepy way). Not big busts or slim waists.
For instance I was at the dentist a few days ago and I noticed the nurse had the cutest forehead I had ever seen. I have no idea why it was so cute, but I really liked it. Another time I just loved this one girls hands. Or another time she had this little mole right above her lip. I think she was self-conscious of it, but I thought it was beautiful.
I've been put down and crushed quite a few times because I look for personality rather then the physical.
Almost two years ago was the last time I asked a girl out. We worked for the same company (I know, but I couldn't help it. She was just so kind. I felt so … I dunno, at ease around her.) and I had wanted to get to know her better for nearly six months. I had waited so long because I knew she was very good looking, someone I thought at one time I had no chance with.
So we were both in the lunch room. We weren't alone, there were some people in the smoking room attached and a few people in the hall just outside the room – you could even see them. I had found out she didn't have a boy friend a few weeks ago and decided I wanted to try to ask her to meet me for a coffee at the mall or something.
I remember that I was so scared. I hadn't had any luck before – but I knew that she was a good person, even if she didn't like me that way she would at least let me down easy.
I cannot for the life of me remember exactly what I had said to her, but I spoke surely and made a good amount of eye contact while still staying in my chair across the table from her as too not seem intimidating. I said my piece and waited, my heart thundering and my hands shaking, just waiting for her answer.
She got up and left without even looking at me.
It hurt a lot. I suppose she was just unused to dealing with that sort of thing. ( she's seeing one of the other employee's now and apparently he's her second boyfriend). But I was just so tired of failing. Of trying to better myself everyday and everyday having nothing to show for it.
I was too nervous to admit this on here before, but I am a virgin. I have never had a first kiss, if you don't count the time I was helping one of my little sisters' drunk friends and she went for it – scared the hell outta me. I have never just held someone's hand in the movies or walking down the street.
It used to – and still sometimes does kill me to just see a couple walking down the street doing something as innocent as talking close or holding hands. Or when I get on the bus the girl at the back has fallen asleep with her head on her boyfriend shoulder. A kiss goodbye in the park or a promise to meet over the phone. It hurts so badly because I want to have something like that, would give anything to have something like that, but I cannot understand why I can't.
The two first dates I have been on were when the girl asked me out. I have never gotten a 'yes' when I tried to ask someone out myself. I believe in the 'friends' first thing, and I could never just go up to someone in a bar, but I always get put down rather hard with sneers from people whom I once thought were nice.
I'm a guy, but for some screwed up reason I have always wanted a long term relationship. I am ridiculed by my friends because I always turn down the drunk girl who wants to sleep with me. I believe that sex should mean something. Not that I stand with that 'no sex before marriage' stuff... but I also think its a sign of trust and to be that venerable around someone I know very little about scares me. That and I know I'm going to be terrible that first time and I need someone that would understand. Ha, ever more weird is that I'm a guy and I have never feared commitment or marriage, hell I can honestly say I did have day dreams about having someone there at my side always when I was just fourteen. I love kids and since I'm the oldest of five I know how to handle them and for the most part I have never met one who disliked me. Hell, I want kids when I have the proper means to support them.
Two years ago I gave up. I was angry. Every woman I had ever known was in a relationship with someone who either had money or was build like schwarzenegger. Up until then I had always told myself that although I may never have a hundred thousand in the bank, or pec's like vin diesel; I was a good listener. I would never hurt them, physically or emotionally. I would never cheat on them or crush their dreams. I would support them in every way I could. I would never have money or power or anything like that; but everything I did have I would give to them.
Then, and now, all I wanted was for someone to talk too. Someone who would be there for me when I was hurt or stumbled, as I would be for them. I wanted someone to sit on the couch with an watch a rental movie with over a bowl of popcorn.
All I ever wanted was for someone to tell me that I was enough.
I just wanted to be enough for one person. I didn't have to be the stronger or have the most money. I never feel the need to but head with the other guys and I think the 'macho' thing is just stupid. I just wanted to be enough for someone.
Almost two years ago I just broke. I stopped trying. I thought that if nobody wanted me; that if all they wanted was a 'hot body' and money then fine. I didn't care anymore. If I had to become a miserable muscle-headed bastard to get someone to care for me then so ****ing be it.
I thinned down and got much paler. I was miserable all the time and very angry. I hated it and I eventually stopped.
I just wanted to be important to someone. I can't ever just meet someone in a bar or follow most of what the guys I know say. Its just not me and, frankly I find when the guys I know start talking about 'nailing this chick they met last night' I find them kinda disgusting.
I have never spoken of any of this to anyone. I know my best friend can guess at most of this but like most males he doesn't like to talk about things like this, even though I'd be here for him if he needed to talk or something.
I guess I mostly just needed to get my thoughts out and on paper... maybe even get some input from other people.
-thanks for listening to my rambling
-Alexander – pseudonym by the way![]()