Not Dying Today
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I feel like the strongest driving force in my life is to be desired by another person.
Isn't that strange? That strikes me as incredibly unhealthy. It's difficult for me even, to wrap my mind around, but I find that whenever I am without a significant other all of my passion for anything drains from me. I'm not just talking about the depression that comes from a break up, either. I mean over a year after, when the shock has worn off and I've actually come to agree with him that we were poorly matched, and I'm not in love with him anymore.
In the interim, I try to 'reconnect' with myself. I try to figure out which of my hobbies or interests I might like to busy myself with today. Would I like to sew something pretty? Read a book? Study a language (supposedly, my biggest interest)? Learn to play an instrument? Write? Go out to a club and practice my pool? I mean, we're not even talking the necessary day to day tasks that come up like moping the floor, trimming the rose bushes, or weeding the garden. These are supposedly the things that I am interested in and enjoy, and I feel like I have zero response to them.
The only thing I can think of is a particular guy who has my interest right now. If nothing materializes with him, even if there isn't an 'interest' to replace him, I am finding from experience that I just don't seem to have the capacity to be happy without some kind of romantic love in my life. I'll catch myself just whiling away the days online, bouncing from stupid social networking/infantile entertainment/beauty and human interest websites. Such a waste...
I probably need therapy...
Isn't that strange? That strikes me as incredibly unhealthy. It's difficult for me even, to wrap my mind around, but I find that whenever I am without a significant other all of my passion for anything drains from me. I'm not just talking about the depression that comes from a break up, either. I mean over a year after, when the shock has worn off and I've actually come to agree with him that we were poorly matched, and I'm not in love with him anymore.
In the interim, I try to 'reconnect' with myself. I try to figure out which of my hobbies or interests I might like to busy myself with today. Would I like to sew something pretty? Read a book? Study a language (supposedly, my biggest interest)? Learn to play an instrument? Write? Go out to a club and practice my pool? I mean, we're not even talking the necessary day to day tasks that come up like moping the floor, trimming the rose bushes, or weeding the garden. These are supposedly the things that I am interested in and enjoy, and I feel like I have zero response to them.
The only thing I can think of is a particular guy who has my interest right now. If nothing materializes with him, even if there isn't an 'interest' to replace him, I am finding from experience that I just don't seem to have the capacity to be happy without some kind of romantic love in my life. I'll catch myself just whiling away the days online, bouncing from stupid social networking/infantile entertainment/beauty and human interest websites. Such a waste...
I probably need therapy...