eleven said:
One thing i chuckle about is when people know your lonely and say the 'its ok you will find someone eventually' line. Im like really you think so? You mean after the age of 27 things for me will all the sudden start looking up like a girl will just fall into my lap out of the sky that loves me? Yeah i think i probably have a reason to not be this optimistic especially at such an old age of still being by myself.
I'm enjoying your post, and I'm going to read that which follows this part I'm quoting. I just wanted to comment here for a second.
I think the idea that you'll find someone eventually has most to do with your very own evolution (even if it is merely realizing what has long been there, but perhaps buried in the back of your mind) as a person and what you are or will be capable of doing at any random moment that just may happen to be the RIGHT moment. That will land you the girl.
Man, it's no secret to myself why I am single, have been for a **** good (as in bad) minute, and will continue to be if I keep at it the way I've been. It has jack **** to do with my looks. No. In a nutshell, the problem is I don't even TRY. I want (and on many nights feel miserable out of wanting), but do I ever TRY? Absolutely not. I make a **** ton of excuses as to why I'm not trying. At some point in my life, I began psyching myself out into a state of pessimism. "Why would that girl want me?" ... knowing **** well she'd want me because I am good looking, smart, can be silly, highly respectful, have high moral standards, talented, and could probably knock her socks off in a heated moment. But as long as I keep psyching myself out that these things are not so, despite actually having a history and clues in the present that justifies optimism, it aint gonna happen.
Guys our age (just hit 28 recently) have to know by now that it is up to us to make the moves. If you're not making the moves, you're not trying. It would be a different story if you could honestly say you get rejected right and left. It would be a different story if you said you had real physical and mental issues that are screwing it all up. Heck, I have lived with Intermittent Strabismus since birth, and even I know my good looks outweigh the flaw. I'll raise it as an excuse, but it really isn't (again, considering my history with girls, and even how the ladies respond to me today). Intermittent Strabismus is NOT a real issue for me.
I say all that to say, going back to my point about evolving myself, one of these days AKA eventually, I am going to TRY. The very first girlfriend I ever had, I had to TRY for that. I had to first talk to her on the phone when I didn't even know who she was, even though we'd been in each other's presence on numerous occasions. I then had to meet her in person. I then had to find the balls to actually slow dance with her. I never have and never will consider myself a good dancer, but heck... MAYBE she loved it! Girls that told me they'd go out with me (wherever it was I asked them to go), or girls that "played along" when I initialized a session of sexing... I had to go for that like a ball player goes for his/her shots.
Only a rare breed of women actually have "game". In fact, their only game is to be attractive to us enough to TRIGGER our game, which requires a little more than merely being attractive. My man, we have to try.