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Damn, this is too real right now, I’m crying and I’ve just finished reading it
The bigger paradox is when you curb your personal demons till your special other is out of the house
I have this convo waaaaay to often… With myself.
I haven’t dated anyone in over 15 years. I’m healthy now, but I don’t know how to be in a relationship.
I have these kind of feelings too…. and also when someone tries to form a friendship with me…
That is how it’s been for me these past 20yrs. It is better this way, even if I do get lonely every so often.
This is me right now, except that I’m scared of relationships and men.
I feel bad for my husband all the time. He’s really supportive though. Even with my mental issues and physical illnesses. I literally would not be alive without him. He saved me from a really bad suicide attempt like a year into us starting to date and had never left my side. He helps me when I struggle to love myself, he’s a shoulder to cry on and he is a wonderful listener. I had resigned myself to being alone, but he came in, accepted me for who I am and has made me strive to be a better person, for him but also for myself. I feel like I don’t deserve him at all, but he always says he choses to be with me for better or for worse. 13 years strong.
Uh, this is me. Right there.
It’s like the would-be helpers all read from the same script. I always know how it will end: with them constantly trying to play matchmaker. Freaks me out, and since I can’t ever seem to make them stop, I slowly push them out of my life.
Yup, this is exactly what I’ve been thinking about over the past week. Not only do I want to stay away from a relationship because of my temper, I also don’t want kids due to bipolarism being extremely heritable.
Yikes. Nothing like Valentine’s Day to make you feel even worse.
Exactly me. I feel bad for my husband and assume he only stays with me out of inertia.
I’ve never tried to relationship because this is how I feel. I’m 28.