Is it weird to think that no one would ever want to be with you?
I have thought about this subject a great deal and legitimately feel as though no one would ever want to be with me.
I have never been in a proper relationship and also have zero friends, literally. I'm a positive person who generally gets on with people and have a ton of interests and a decent career. Despite that though, I am a loner. I wasn't always, it was initially by choice, but also out of unfortunate circumstance. I should note not due to anything bad, nothing bad socially, arguments or anything anti-social or spreading negative vibes or anything of the sort.
For some reason, I simply can not envision a world where a woman consciously makes the decision that she would want to be by my side. Literally as if I am destined to be a lone wolf. When this subject occasionally pops into my head, I get butterflies in my stomach, which is an odd reaction. I have thought that perhaps this is actually due to the fear of my fear, that this may actually be my reality.
I don't want to be alone forever, but for some, perhaps they always will be... forever.
I have thought about this subject a great deal and legitimately feel as though no one would ever want to be with me.
I have never been in a proper relationship and also have zero friends, literally. I'm a positive person who generally gets on with people and have a ton of interests and a decent career. Despite that though, I am a loner. I wasn't always, it was initially by choice, but also out of unfortunate circumstance. I should note not due to anything bad, nothing bad socially, arguments or anything anti-social or spreading negative vibes or anything of the sort.
For some reason, I simply can not envision a world where a woman consciously makes the decision that she would want to be by my side. Literally as if I am destined to be a lone wolf. When this subject occasionally pops into my head, I get butterflies in my stomach, which is an odd reaction. I have thought that perhaps this is actually due to the fear of my fear, that this may actually be my reality.
I don't want to be alone forever, but for some, perhaps they always will be... forever.