Last year I was eighteen and was coming out of an extremely difficult high school social experience. I went through many thoughts, one predominantly being "due to the complete lack of interest I've gotten from any girl, I must not be relationship material."
One month before high school, that statement proved wildly untrue.
I see much on this board about giving up. Men who want to castrate themselves. Women who resign themselves to being an old maid. "Accepting" the "fact" that you were meant to be alone.
You weren't meant to be alone if you wanted somebody in the first place. There is no fate or pre-ordained itenerary outlined for you, especially one that states you are going to be alone for the rest of your life. You largely control what happens to you and by giving up, you basically discount any possibilites.
This board appears to have an above-average number of individuals who have trouble starting and maintaining relationships. This board is also an Asperger's forum. What does this tell you? It's not how you look. You don't give off "opposite-sex repellant." It's not even anything outside your control. Asperger's can be medically managed. This situation you're in, can also be managed. In other words, there is hope. LOTS of hope.
It's also not uncommon to think like this either. Look, for example, at this Monkees song:
Quote:
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me.
Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed.
Disappointment haunted all my dreams.
That pretty much summed it up for me until last September.
Look, admitting you weren't meant to love is defeatist quitting. Don't give up. Seek management for any underlying conditions. Develop a structured plan like you would for any other big problem that lets you tackle causes one-by-one. Love and sexual pleasure is simply too much to give up on in this world. You can't afford to do so.
I don't see the point, I can't find a single one and I am running out of options. Sigh...............