As you know I have been undergoing therapy for PTSD stemming from social and sexual isolation experienced as a teen and young adult. Right now I am resistant to being triggered but still have some unresolved issues waiting to ambush me. Because I am secure in my accomplishments, I have never needed any external validation about my intellectual abilities. The feelings that I should have social value and be valued for intimacy, that of being a worthwhile companion and lover, are not as solidly internalized and still creates stress for me as I look for external validation, especially at my age.
Complicating this is the fact that even though the blockage in my coronary artery has been rectified, I feel like my life is so contingent that the near future is my last hurrah for experiences that I may not have had in my life. As I explained in other posts, my social deficits left me unable to understand if girls/women were taking an interest in me and this left me feeling unnoticed and unnoticeable. My mind has glommed onto that feeling like a beartrap as the "what if" lies start churning and I wonder what it would be like to be desired as a companion and lover.
I know that this would be merely seeking external validation because in many ways I think I am an interesting and curious person, and I can be a lustful yet unselfish lover. So, why is my mind turning in that unproductive direction when there is so much satisfaction I can get in the present? Not only that, but here I have received some lovely and supportive messages from women demonstrating that I am not unnoticed. So why can't I take it to heart, that whatever the future will bring, I will never be bereft of companionship and intimacy?
Complicating this is the fact that even though the blockage in my coronary artery has been rectified, I feel like my life is so contingent that the near future is my last hurrah for experiences that I may not have had in my life. As I explained in other posts, my social deficits left me unable to understand if girls/women were taking an interest in me and this left me feeling unnoticed and unnoticeable. My mind has glommed onto that feeling like a beartrap as the "what if" lies start churning and I wonder what it would be like to be desired as a companion and lover.
I know that this would be merely seeking external validation because in many ways I think I am an interesting and curious person, and I can be a lustful yet unselfish lover. So, why is my mind turning in that unproductive direction when there is so much satisfaction I can get in the present? Not only that, but here I have received some lovely and supportive messages from women demonstrating that I am not unnoticed. So why can't I take it to heart, that whatever the future will bring, I will never be bereft of companionship and intimacy?