Quiet Guy
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So, I'm about to graduate high school in Colorado, and in the past several years a run of bad luck has convinced me to quit caring about relationships.
I'm not the kind of guy who goes to parties or knows the 'easy' girls, so dating has been kind of a minefield for me.
In chronological order, I had a crush on a girl who was near my kind of different. She was dating someone who had graduated, and I became closer with her (in terms of friendship) when their relationship was falling apart. Long story short, she told me she had chosen to be a lesbian. Most of me was okay with that as a friend, but as someone interested in her, I wanted to doubt it. Regardless, she went off and had some fun of her own.
That summer, I met a friend of a friend who seemed nice. I though things were going well about two weeks into it, and after that I went on a two week long backpacking trip (fortunately without any modern technology). I got in the car on the way back home, turned on my phone, and it didn't take long to find out she was with someone else and just wanted to be friends with me. I kept hoping she might see me as more than just a friend, but that hope failed.
This other girl worked a nearby theater and was a classmate of mine. After a few months of keeping in contact with her, my naievete caused me to blow it. That one was my fault.
More recently, the girl I took to homecoming was nice, but after getting to know her more, I find out she has a boyfriend. And he's 29. So there was no way I could date her.
After that, I realized I had been spending a lot of my time, expenses, and thoughts on dating. In October of '10, I resigned. I quit. I decided to care no more for dating. With my friends to support me, things have been okay. However, now summer is quickly coming up I'm starting to feel this tugging. Something in me wants to try again, and it's getting hard to tell it to stop. I'm sick of trying and failing.
I'm not the kind of guy who goes to parties or knows the 'easy' girls, so dating has been kind of a minefield for me.
In chronological order, I had a crush on a girl who was near my kind of different. She was dating someone who had graduated, and I became closer with her (in terms of friendship) when their relationship was falling apart. Long story short, she told me she had chosen to be a lesbian. Most of me was okay with that as a friend, but as someone interested in her, I wanted to doubt it. Regardless, she went off and had some fun of her own.
That summer, I met a friend of a friend who seemed nice. I though things were going well about two weeks into it, and after that I went on a two week long backpacking trip (fortunately without any modern technology). I got in the car on the way back home, turned on my phone, and it didn't take long to find out she was with someone else and just wanted to be friends with me. I kept hoping she might see me as more than just a friend, but that hope failed.
This other girl worked a nearby theater and was a classmate of mine. After a few months of keeping in contact with her, my naievete caused me to blow it. That one was my fault.
More recently, the girl I took to homecoming was nice, but after getting to know her more, I find out she has a boyfriend. And he's 29. So there was no way I could date her.
After that, I realized I had been spending a lot of my time, expenses, and thoughts on dating. In October of '10, I resigned. I quit. I decided to care no more for dating. With my friends to support me, things have been okay. However, now summer is quickly coming up I'm starting to feel this tugging. Something in me wants to try again, and it's getting hard to tell it to stop. I'm sick of trying and failing.
