Graelwyn wrote:
Anyone else who clings onto a foolish dream of settling down one day, and finding the 'love of their life', yet has become so dishearted by life and experience that they simply cannot find it in themselves to care or to try to find it?
Most of the time, I take the cynical view that most couples are unhappy and tied down and that once you have it, it isn't actually all that great, along with the certainty that I simply am not compatible with anyone.
But sometimes, I look at families out and about, and there is a sense of loss, bitterness and resentment that I will probably never have that.
Yet, I do not talk to anyone, I am in no clubs, I do not mingle, I am literally a recluse in real life, thus surely, I cannot want it that badly ?
I have felt the same way for a long time except for the cynical bit about most families not being happy. I had dreams of finding someone to be with for years while I was in college. I tried dating sites, joining clubs, etc. Then time went on and I eventually realized that it probably wouldn't happen. I moped and felt sorry for myself. Then I came to a realization, feeling sorry for myself was a waste of energy. I could either live the life I had and stop complaining, or go out and make an honest effort to try and be with someone. Now I live my life and if I meet someone then great, if I don't then oh well.
You need to make a decision for yourself. Do you honestly want to be with someone? If the answer is yes then go out and try to meet people. If the answer is no then stop navel gazing and live your life. I'm sorry if it sounds harsh but that's my point of view.