hatfullofrain
Well-Known Member
I'm coming to terms with this. It was not how I saw my life, but my attempts at finding a boyfriend have all been horrible disasters. I could write a book about it.
I can't try anymore. It's a thankless task.
There's no such thing as "meant to be", but for want of a better expression, I feel like I'm not meant to be with anyone.
I don't really want that to be true, but all signs point to no.
The whole process has made me so miserable, I just want to be happy on my own and feel like I do not want to be with someone.
But I feel like I'm still grieving what I wanted and I haven't hit acceptance stage yet.
I can't try anymore. It's a thankless task.
There's no such thing as "meant to be", but for want of a better expression, I feel like I'm not meant to be with anyone.
I don't really want that to be true, but all signs point to no.
The whole process has made me so miserable, I just want to be happy on my own and feel like I do not want to be with someone.
But I feel like I'm still grieving what I wanted and I haven't hit acceptance stage yet.
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