I don’t think my standards are too high, but perhaps they are indeed unrealistic. All I am really looking for is someone who has some of the same interests as me, who has a good sense of humor, is somewhat cute, and young enough to still be able to have kids at some point should that be the direction things head. I feel very comfortable talking to and even flirting a little with girls at work, whether they are co-workers or employees, but out in public or in a social setting, it is an entirely different story. I think this is because I have worked there long enough to feel comfortable in my surroundings, and because to some extent it is “safe”, since as a manager I would not be able to date them anyway. People always tell me how funny I am, and how much I make them laugh, which is true, and it works well for me with people I know, but I am never even able to get far enough with someone I don’t know for it to work… No point having a strength if it is still overshadowed by all of my weaknesses I guess…. Courage, confidence, self-esteem, shyness, and experience, these are all things that torment me, and until I am able to overcome them, I will probably never have any luck, at least in the places I am looking… I am just an old fool, with unrealistic hopes and dreams, and not what most girls seem to be looking for.
Every time I get up the nerve to talk to a girl I am interested in, even if it is someone who I have “known” for months, it always leads to her flat-out rejecting me, or ignoring me. This just happened to me again this week. There is a girl who works nearby who I have seen in my comings and goings, and after making some inquiries about her with a couple of her co-workers (to see if she was even available), I finally got the nerve to talk to her after many months of wanting to, because I am still painfully shy out in public. We talked for a few minutes, I left with a little bit of hope, but all that has come of it is her ignoring me now when she sees me…. I guess I was foolish to have a little hope for a change, even if it did feel nice.
So, back I go into my walls, my lonely life of isolation and sadness. My comfort zone….
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