I have put the Ashley-specific part of my most recent "break-up" behind me. I have convinced my family, friends and coworkers that I am okay.
I'm not okay. The problem is that my problem is not Ashley-specific. My problem is constant rejection. All the women I have ever tried to date all reach the same inevitable conclusion: I have no worth as a romantic consideration. I want romantic consideration. That's a problem. I think I need to resign myself to the fact that it can't be everybody else. I'm an ugly, worthless loser.
People try to console by saying there are alot of people "in the same boat". Well, there are probably "boats" loaded with people who just couldn't ever seem to figure out how to handle it, too. I guess when I ultimately surrender to my increasingly evident loser status, that will be something that also happens to alot of people.
"Comfortably Numb", Pink Floyd.
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